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Sunday, May 16, 2004
Today was supposed to be a Sunday full of adventure. Instead, today was a big steaming pile of crap that I tried to avoid stepping in. Boy, did I ever fail on that quest. But regardless of the extreme suckitude of the day, I can't say that I'm too unhappy. Thus, I'm not gonna bitch.
I found a new movie that is coming out that I am pretty excited to see. Garden State comes out July 30, and the trailer truly arouses my mind. I've watched it repeatedly, and I must admit that I have no idea why I'm already in love with the movie, but I am. (Rest assured, good citizens, that this is not just my infatuation with Natalie Portman, I really am interested in the movie itself.)
Adding to the topic of movies... I have yet to see The Punisher, and by george, I can't wait.
Things are weird right now. I don't really know how I feel about everything. I'm kinda moody lately. Maybe not enough sleep? Maybe too much stress? Maybe living in this house with my family again is driving back to the point where I was over a year ago... very familiar territory and honestly... I hate it. These are feelings that I haven't experienced since I moved out and I have not missed them for one minute of any day. Having them back again makes me want to claw my eyes out as a safety measure against crying. It's getting hard to remind myself that I don't cry... The difference, though, between now and last year is that now I have a clear enough mind (after living away and finding myself more) to realize that I need to not let my family influence how I think of myself.
My bantering side has made another guest appearance on the blog, I see. There is a lot of coolness in my life right now too, so I guess I really shouldn't dwell on the subjects that bring me down. It just feels good to bitch, and getting it down on the screen instead of in the ears of my compadres really seems more appropriate to me. Not because I don't think anyone cares, but because I just feel more comfortable and relieved after expressing my gripes in written form.
Tonight is a night that I am not even going back to re-read what I have written to correct any of it. I'm just gonna leave it be, so you can get raw, uncut whining. You lucky sonsuvbitches you!
It's hard to keep my mind focused on one thought lately, so my topics are rather jumpy. If you don't like it... you know how to close the window.
My Jazz is doing well. I love her more and more everyday. She's such a cute little pain in the ass. She's really beginning to show a lot of affection lately, but not overwhelmingly. Pretty pleased with that.
My thigh won't stop itching.
Saturday, May 15, 2004
It's not that I don't want to be posting lately. It's not that at all. I just haven't had the opportunities to post as much lately, and the majority of my posting would probably be extremely negative, due to the spot in my life at which I am currently located.
But I've really missed posting. And there are truly some stories that I want to be remembering... and some that I really can't wait to forget. But all in all, I'll have you know that dammit, I WANT to be posting. I want to keeping track of these memories and ideas. I want to get shit down on electronical paper again.
I just need a computer that has an internet connection to be readily available to me at the end of the day.
