June 08, 2003 :: 5:01 p.m.
my only errors are sentence fragments
Dear, sweet mother of GOD am I bored. It's incredible, really, that one can survive such numbing boredom intact. Physically, at least. I'm pretty sure my brain cells have been eating each other in the spirit of self-entertainment. I've tried to amuse myself, really I have, but it's just not working. And the fact that I'm in foul spirits for no reason at all isn't helping much, because it makes everything suggested to me sound incredibly unappealing. So I've been sitting around here, finishing up my Season Four DVDs and knitting and nursing a root beer. Because you know, I can't nurse an actual beer for both legal and personal reasons. And the knitting is useless - even the process is boring, because I'm not making anything that I actually want. Extreme suck.
I have the container of Cosmic Catnip that I bought for the kitty toys sitting on my desk, and in mindless stupor I've been staring at it quite a lot. The cat on the front has two tails. Yep, he very definitely does. That's just a horrible oversight to make... unless the two-tailed cat is supposed to represent the joyful hallucinogenic state that your feline will find itself in once allowed to indulge in the 'nip. Either way - really strange.
I'm hungry. Ever-so hungry, as is often the case in Casa de Starvation. It's like unintentional anorexia or something, only I'm not getting any thinner. Totally unfair. I smell food cooking right now, but I'm pretty sure that it's fish of some sort. I'm going to go poke around anyway, though, because there could possibly be a vegetable available. I'll write later, maybe with something to say that's actually worth saying. Amazing.
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