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Phasing
Saturday, 16 May 2009
Popping In
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: MP3 Shuffle

Okay, I have been ignoring my friends because I'm a complete bitch. I can't hide it anymore. I just can't fucking care. I know it's not like I got a million things going on (well, I got a thing this weekend, it's an exception), but it's just whatev. Seriously. I mean, back in November, Lisa invited me to her birthday party at some club (through Facebook, which I don't have because Facebook/MySpace are lame; Twitter is just as lame, but very tempting). I declined (because the current music scene is swiftly passing me by and I'm not a clubbing person, I wanted to be when I was like 14, but now not so much) and wished her a happy birthday, then I got the 100 questions: Why don't we see you anymore? I hate waiting at Metro stations for 30 fucking minutes. If I want to go shopping or see a movie, I go out and do it. I'm so anal about punctuality. Why don't you want to talk on the phone anymore? I don't have anything to say because of lack of similar interests. Plus, I've never been a big phone person. Even when I talked to Marcus or whoever for hours, it was because we were watching the same thing, like wrestling, which was a 2 hour program. I can't say I'll never hang with them again, because I said I would never like football, NASCAR, and a bunch of other shit that I ended up being obsessed with, but I also just hate that "alone in a crowd" feeling. Seriously, I'd rather much have 1 person that I felt totally comfortable around then to have a bunch of acqaintances that are nothing but mayhem and foolishness (new favorite show: Clean House).

She got kind of angry when I said there was nothing to talk about. She was saying stuff like, "Nothing to talk about, Ashley just had a baby!" So. (I'm so like Ben Linus, more on Lost later) I got an e-mail from Ashley this week, she's back in town. She wanted to introduce me to her sub-unit (son). I told her how affectionate that sounded. God, I am just so bitchy about them. Lisa e-mailed me on Sunday (AFTER BLOWING UP MY PHONE FOR AN HOUR ON SATURDAY) asking for my home address because she wanted to send me something. Why does that sound like "put address into Mapquest and we'll send us" to me? I have yet to respond. I'm not sure how. She used to have my address.

OMG! Fuck Lost! I can't believe it, that should have been Kate in the hole. I know from last season I said that a Sawyer/Juliet pairing would have been weird, but they did it right and it was so sweet, and now Juliet is fucking dead. Maybe. Awesome acting from Josh Holloway (Sawyer), I was tearing up. I'm more upset at the Juliet thing more than Locke isn't really Locke but some ridiculously old guy (over 200 years) who found his loophole. This show blew me. All that said, you know I will be so pressed to watch the last season next February. That sentence just made me sad.

My Snookie and teammates come to the White House next Thursday! He will be so very near. It's not fair; I just want to see him.



My future children need those eyes. I burn, I pine, I perish.

Oh yeah, GMC has unveiled a line of Big Ben Sierras. The slogan is "Drive Big Ben all over town." I read that as "vehicular sex", am I wrong?

I'm phasing.

P.S. Playoff hockey is awesome, that might be my next thing. It helps with the pain, like NASCAR, but there's nothing like football.


Posted by wrestling3/offthedeepend at 12:03 AM EDT
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