Jan. 22nd, 2012

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  • happy birthday [livejournal.com profile] emilytheslayer. Not the slater. Last I checked you didn't have the weird V eyebrows and a need to run underground radio from your basement.

  • I woke up at 2 today. 2. PM. I'd be mad, but considering I'd been feeling like shit both mentally and physically lately I figure i needed the sleep.

  • As an effort to get out of the house and be social I accompanied [livejournal.com profile] cell23, [livejournal.com profile] avalon616, jdowd, and stimulusdecay out to first the ABC, then to the new High Horse bar where the ABC used to be. Ended up enjoying myself, like I usually do when I drag myself outside for something. Also I'm a little alarmed at how the High Horse seems to have found all four of the black hipsters in Amherst to work for them. They were all adorable. Especially the one who clearly thought he was the second coming of Andre 3000. But anyway a lot of time was spent talking amongst ourselves about ridiculous things, people watching and teasing [livejournal.com profile] avalon616 about her lesbian sheep tendencies. Which I completely relate to, but never mind. ;) It wouldn't be the first time I've used another's failure as a jumping off point to address my own shortcomings.

  • I watched Robocop for the first time ever. Much to my surprise I enjoyed it immensely. I don't know why I was surprised by this, Paul Verhoeven is actually a deep dark guilty pleasure of mine. Yes, I even liked Showgirls. Though I like the version they broadcast on VH1 with the quite obviously Microsoft Painted on bikinis the best. Somehow it just adds to the ridiculousness than detracts from it. But I digress. Robocop was fun.

  • I do hope I manage to shake this depressive jag i'm on right now. I know it's because I'm due for my period either today or tomorrow, at least partially, but I'm sick of feeling like someone shat in my emotional center like I have for the past few days. I've been wobbling between near tears and being very fucking angry about feeling like this. It's not fun.

  • Well one way to deal with one's fucked up emotional state is to take it out on something inanimate. Like food. I've got orange juice chicken in the oven. I wanted to make cheese buns this weekend, but I'm suffering from a lack of ingredients this weekend. Oh well next then. Meantime we'll see how the rest of this weekend goes.

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