February 23, 2002 :: 2:07 a.m.
the girl with the glass
I swear to god, if I find one more frickin' piece of junk mail in my inbox, I will smash my computer to bits with a rolling pin. And I will enjoy every moment of it.
Just so you know.
Argh. Anyway. Adam and I hung out tonight. We went to Borders, and then to s little theater in Harrisburg to see Am�lie. I love that movie. I must own it when it comes out on video/dvd or I will surely perish. Audrey Tautou is the most adorable creature on the face of the planet. Seriously. I just wanted to hug her. I got two books at Borders - Naked (David Sedaris) and South of the Border, West of the Sun (Haruki Murakami) - which means that I am overly excited and may wet myself. I mean, I have new things to read! This is excellent. Adam bought the Murakami book for me, because I'm poor and I could only afford to get one on my own. I didn't want him to, but he insisted, and honestly, I wasn't putting up much of a fight. Buy me a book and I will love you forever. Or at least I'll be nicer to you than I would otherwise. *laughs* This does not apply to Adam, of course. I love him already, book or no book.
I'm tired. *yawn* I want to go to bed but I don't think I will. I'm kind of hungry and kind of sick to my stomach and I want to read, but at the same time all I want is to sleep. I don't know. I was like a zombie driving home... I seriously considered pulling into a rest stop and sleeping in my car. Driving at night makes me sleepy even when I'm wide awake, but tonight I was tired before I started driving, so... it's no good. I was zoning out hardcore. Bad zoning out. Like "I know I'm driving but somehow it seems like I'm not really in control of this car and I think I'm on the wrong road but perhaps that's just my paranoia speaking" zoning out. Blah.
Blah blah blah. My mouth hurts in more places than it has any right to. That's all I have left to say.
edited at 3:19 a.m. I'm feeling very melancholy and I'm not sure why. Actually, I do have an idea, but if I'm correct then I'm just being stupid because I have nothing to be upset over. But I'm not upset. I'm just... listless, you could say. A bit down. I think maybe I'm just tired and irritable. I finished brushing my teeth and things a few minutes ago, and while I was inspecting myself in the mirror I became quite distraught over the amount of metal I have in my mouth. I mean, for the love of christ, I may as well have braces. Rraar.
*sigh* Sleep time. G'night.
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