January 02, 2003 :: 11:39 p.m.
flowers, cat food, and excessive boredom
Okay, I'm feeling slightly less "bring on the apocalypse, bitch," so I thought I'd post something to replace the horrible angstiness that was the last entry. Though I suppose it wasn't really angst; more like a burning desire for violence translated into words. Or something. Anyway, replacement time.
Adam stopped by around 9:30, which was really nice. He came bearing cat food and flowers, too - also very nice. (I needed the cat food because we�re almost out of the huge, nasty cans that my parents like to buy.) He's so sweet. I don't deserve him at all, really. But my own opinions of myself are rather dismal overall, so I'll just stop there before someone yells at me. Not that, you know, anyone actually would (*cough* becauseit'salltrue *cough*), but hey. We laid around here for a bit, until he started to get all Yawni the Donut Boy on me, at which point he got into his space pod car and went to his mom's house. The whole time he was here, I sort of got the impression that he was bored/didn't really want to be here. I don't know. I've been getting that vibe a lot lately, though it could just be me projecting my insecurities. Because more often than not I feel like I'm incredibly boring, no fun to be around, etc, etc, which in turn implies that he would be bored or wanting to be someplace that's else. Once again: I don't know. He's just been kind of quiet lately, and that usually means something bad. I need to knoooow, dammit. Otherwise I'll keep being all paranoid and stuff.
Today has been mind-numbingly boring. I honestly thought that my brain might melt away from sheer lack of use, pooling around my feet and soaking into the carpet like grape juice. Or any other liquidy thing. On the bright side, I don't suppose it would stain. My carpet is kind of brain-colored to begin with. My beloved Buffy DVDs saved me, though. I was still kind of bored while watching them, because at this point I can pretty much rattle off most of the dialogue from seasons 1 and 2 verbatim, but at least I was thoroughly amused.
Random personal trivia of the entry: I own 21 cookbooks.
Not much else to say, so... cheers.
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