Taking down Christmas decorations is very depressing....
having them up well into January is even more depressing....
Not having spoken to Andy is largely depressing... even if he's a dense ass hole
I'm watching this UK series called 'skins' and there's this episode where they make a musical about 9/11. Is it too soon for something like that? Maybe not for Britain but for us?
I watch anything and it's about New York and it just makes me want to live there so bad. I've been watching 'Sex and the City' like a mad girl and it kind of inspires me artistically. Anything where some one is successful doing what they love inspires me. I think one day I might live in New York... or at least have a time share there.
Refrigerator is white and scaly. Full of Misfit magnets light bulbs, calenders and a list of money owed. The freezer is a bit small and the fridge part is mediocre. I wish I had a chest freezer. When I have money again some day perhaps. The fridge hums and it's obnoxious. It just sits there one the blue and grey speckled tile floor and hums away.
The cabinet next to the fridge is skinny and small and it comes up to my waist. It looks like a robot. Like a child robot who's parents are the stupid fridge and short, stout stove.
God my parents would kill me if I had a life size poster of Brian sort of naked on my wall. They'd also kill me if I had a comforter with a naked man and naked woman on it without heads.
Going to have a garage sale in the Spring...I can't wait to get rid of all the shite I don't need and to have total organization
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