Randomness Again

None of these damn socks match. I just can't bring myself to put together these two obviously mismatched socks together, despite the fact that NO ONE WILL CARE WHETHER THEY MATCH as long as they're the same color and such...so I find more socks to go in my MISMATCH DRAWER.

I think I might go cuddle for a while, provided that Charles is in a cuddly mood, provided that Charles is still asleep.

We rented "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" and "The Matrix Revolutions" (or whatever the third one is called)...and didn't watch either of them. Charles was in the mood to play a sports videogame apparently, almost instantly putting me to sleep. And then, two or so hours later he decides he hates the game and expects me to watch a movie with him. Hmmm...I'm sleeping, don't think I'll stay awake for a movie.

Things are...shaky...lately. Nothing more to say here...I'll keep it in my head for now and see what happens.

I used "Mystic I-Ching" on my cell phone the other day (want it?) and it said I could learn to fly but only if I tried it right then. I hesitated and therefore crashed into the pavement and cracked open my skull.

I'm writing you from the other side.

Oooohhh...

(That "oooohhh" was supposed to come out as a ghastly, ghostly "oooohhh," not a sensual, sexual "oooohhh." Just so you know.)

Daylight Savings Time gets on my nerves. I mean, I realize I'm being upset by an abstract concept...but it's soooo stupid. I mean, didn't they set that up so farmers had an extra hour of daylight? Why the hell can't the farmers set their alarms back an hour instead of making the whole world screw with their clocks?

I've got a screw loose.

I work today at 1:30 - about 3hr10min - and I don't wanna. Working full-time sucks. Why can't I have some trust fund...or a job that isn't so bleh. Why can't I like win the lottery?

Why can't I stop whining...I think it's hormones.

Gotta get going...to fit that cuddle time in...if possible.

Forgive me for the pointless note.