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Jul. 11th, 2009
You know what? IT'S FUCKING CATURDAY.
And Pallas cats are like the cutest things ever other than the freaky eyeball thing. They're just balls of stripy foof. You wanna pick em up and hug the stuffing out of them, except that they have no immune system so if you breath on them they'll die. Somehow that makes them even more something.
Was climbing the walls and kind of in a shit mood today, so I walked to the library (yay more Sano Ichiro!) and then to Ruthy's, where I was of course gamely tormented with more Michael Jackson, lol. Actually for serious, we were watching the second disk of the HIStory DVD... hmm. There was some stuff on there I'd never friggin heard before - I might have to track those down and give them a second listen. Anyway after that I decided to take a different way home from her apartment, which ended up with me about half an hour out of my way in Crown Heights, but I did eventually get home, lol. Adventures are good.
I'm home now, and alas, back in the same icky headspace I was in when I left. I don't know... today is apparently the day I process through a whole cubic assload of anger at various people and dealing with the damage wrought by carrying that shit around. Not fun, but probably needful.
On the agenda for tonight: Better off Dead, South Park, Oz, the rest of Dad's laundry, work, moping. Feel free to distract me, if y'all are around.
And Pallas cats are like the cutest things ever other than the freaky eyeball thing. They're just balls of stripy foof. You wanna pick em up and hug the stuffing out of them, except that they have no immune system so if you breath on them they'll die. Somehow that makes them even more something.
Was climbing the walls and kind of in a shit mood today, so I walked to the library (yay more Sano Ichiro!) and then to Ruthy's, where I was of course gamely tormented with more Michael Jackson, lol. Actually for serious, we were watching the second disk of the HIStory DVD... hmm. There was some stuff on there I'd never friggin heard before - I might have to track those down and give them a second listen. Anyway after that I decided to take a different way home from her apartment, which ended up with me about half an hour out of my way in Crown Heights, but I did eventually get home, lol. Adventures are good.
I'm home now, and alas, back in the same icky headspace I was in when I left. I don't know... today is apparently the day I process through a whole cubic assload of anger at various people and dealing with the damage wrought by carrying that shit around. Not fun, but probably needful.
On the agenda for tonight: Better off Dead, South Park, Oz, the rest of Dad's laundry, work, moping. Feel free to distract me, if y'all are around.
You know what? IT'S FUCKING CATURDAY.
And Pallas cats are like the cutest things ever other than the freaky eyeball thing. They're just balls of stripy foof. You wanna pick em up and hug the stuffing out of them, except that they have no immune system so if you breath on them they'll die. Somehow that makes them even more something.
Was climbing the walls and kind of in a shit mood today, so I walked to the library (yay more Sano Ichiro!) and then to Ruthy's, where I was of course gamely tormented with more Michael Jackson, lol. Actually for serious, we were watching the second disk of the HIStory DVD... hmm. There was some stuff on there I'd never friggin heard before - I might have to track those down and give them a second listen. Anyway after that I decided to take a different way home from her apartment, which ended up with me about half an hour out of my way in Crown Heights, but I did eventually get home, lol. Adventures are good.
I'm home now, and alas, back in the same icky headspace I was in when I left. I don't know... today is apparently the day I process through a whole cubic assload of anger at various people and dealing with the damage wrought by carrying that shit around. Not fun, but probably needful.
On the agenda for tonight: Better off Dead, South Park, Oz, the rest of Dad's laundry, work, moping. Feel free to distract me, if y'all are around.
And Pallas cats are like the cutest things ever other than the freaky eyeball thing. They're just balls of stripy foof. You wanna pick em up and hug the stuffing out of them, except that they have no immune system so if you breath on them they'll die. Somehow that makes them even more something.
Was climbing the walls and kind of in a shit mood today, so I walked to the library (yay more Sano Ichiro!) and then to Ruthy's, where I was of course gamely tormented with more Michael Jackson, lol. Actually for serious, we were watching the second disk of the HIStory DVD... hmm. There was some stuff on there I'd never friggin heard before - I might have to track those down and give them a second listen. Anyway after that I decided to take a different way home from her apartment, which ended up with me about half an hour out of my way in Crown Heights, but I did eventually get home, lol. Adventures are good.
I'm home now, and alas, back in the same icky headspace I was in when I left. I don't know... today is apparently the day I process through a whole cubic assload of anger at various people and dealing with the damage wrought by carrying that shit around. Not fun, but probably needful.
On the agenda for tonight: Better off Dead, South Park, Oz, the rest of Dad's laundry, work, moping. Feel free to distract me, if y'all are around.