Saturday, April 22, 2006
Just spent a day all on my own, reading absolute trash and eating the unhealthiest fried chicken you can imagine - it was literally dripping with oil...And the bitter-est, blackest coffee you can imagine...
Sigh...
I am so refreshed and ready [to tell all].
I was channel surfing earlier, again - there is never anything good on tv these days - when I come across a screening for Die Hard 2. Never having watched it, thought I'd give the new a try...gave up after 15 minutes from the sheer awfulness of the movie. 10 minutes in and a nice-looking old lady talks about how she tested her new zapper (that thing women carry around to stun potential r-a-p-i-s-t-s) on her cute little doggy - it limped for a full week - totally cruel to small cuddly animals. PETA should have been up in arms about that...but I can't find anything through a superficial Google and I'm not going to bother anymore about it..
Anyway. Die Hard 2 is the kind of awful movie that becomes fun to watch when you're with a big group of buddies? Example:- 14 minutes into the movie, in a (fatal gun)fight, a criminal gets his skull crushed in with the accompanying sound effects.
That got me so nauseous I turned off the tv and came down to write this.. but had just one of my buddies been cheap enough to come over and hang with me rather than go out with like minded big spenders :( I would have had a ball making puking noises and talking about my discovery-
-Bruce Willis wasn't always bald-
Yeah. So. Anyway. This week was a freak. Not only was I running around trying to perfect my Bundles - and sending letters - I swear, I'm ridiculously fastidious about my work, even I can admit it. But. The printers conked out. Everyone was in such a fizz over it! Haha the first day anyway...the second was slower, more restful...nothing we typed could be sent out anyway... Huh butthat made my good Friday an absolute nightmare, what with the endless running in circles - computer, printer, lawyers office for a signature, fax machine, computer....
And thus. I only write now. :)
Wow. I have absolutely no clue what I'm writing about. But it doesn't matter. I never make sense anyway.
I have a story for sharing, actually
It's about a boy. Duh. And it's like taking up at least 50% of my mind at any one time so do forgive my disjointedness - if I am so - as I am multitasking.
But I don't know what to do about it. I like him, but he's not here, and I won't be where he is for years, at least half a decade -
So I cannot really declare myself as for him.
However, knowing him as a friend... He is aware if another guy seems interested (I tell this guy pretty much everything) and ~can't~ figure out just why I don't go out with the other. (He seems to not want to know acknowledge my crush - ouch- though I guess that should be answer enough I have to set it out in black and white someday or suffer impossible agony over what might have been).
And my current situation has made me ponder the issue of going out with a boy you don't really like at all...I conclude that it's bad all-round, that only hurt will issue from that type of union, especially since you're not being forced into it (like arranged marriages of our past) but choose to go into it of your own will..
But it's awful lonely without anyone to watch those awful action flicks with.
Eve.