In Which our Hero Does Not Have A Day
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I slept until 4:30.

Missed Kadin being online by, apparently, just a few minutes... but that might've been ICQ. *sigh*

I'm talking to Tanya online via MSN, much fun... her car is in the shop which means that I might end up riding her motorcycle at some point!

But she's going to go rent a car today, so... eh.

Hey, I can dream.

I slept a LOT last night.

I feel as if I could sleep more, and if not for a phone call I'm expecting in an hour, I would. I am tired beyond words... the universe is rocking me to sleep. Literally. I can sit here and watch it sway... they say when the room spins it's a bad sign, usually, but what if the room is just rocking?

I've never been rocked to sleep by a universe before. It's rather interesting.

And no, before you ask, I'm not 'on anything'... I wish I was, it would at least be an explanation for this. No drugs... maybe that's my problem. Maybe I SHOULD be on something... caffeine, at least.

When I woke up, Caleb was gone. I don't know where he is, or why. I don't know what he's doing, or when he will be back. More than likely he's just upstairs, but I'm having a SERIOUSLY antisocial moment and the thought of going upstairs is making me hyperventilate slightly.

So I'm going to think about music instead.

I have an insane number of winamp skins.

I have tons of mp3s.

And it's NOT ENOUGH, do you hear me, I want a 30gig drive, 25 gigs of mp3s and 5 gigs of skins, that should be about one skin per mp3, neh? *grin*

Anyway... been rambling for quite a while now. I need to finish checking email so I can sleep.

Friday night at midnight... Saturday morning around 3:00 am... one or the other. Maybe both. I have no idea.

I'm going to remember this time... I hope... and thank you, Mouse, for pointing out that guys only take offense at everything and behave like idiots if they have a crush on you.

I feel like I'm in fifth grade again... which sux because in fifth grade, all the boys were immature, hyper, ridiculous, hormone-driven freaks and all I wanted to do was tie them up and gag them so they would SIT STILL and BE QUIET for five minutes.

Erm... yeah.

Sorry.

This isn't exactly my day yet. We'll see if that changes.

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