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What will be will be
Jan. 12th, 2007 08:36 amSooooo, sometime tomorrow, the fun drive to hell shall begin. I'm not actually dreading it as much as I say I am. I figure if I bitch and moan enough, it'll offset the odds that something will go horribly, horribly wrong. I have now jinxed that beyond all possible reason, eh? Oops.
I am vexed. I checked my mail today and there's something from MCR about their Famous Last Words vid premiering yesterday. Only I did the math and they sent that stupid thing maybe an hour before it would have aired. Unfair!
I am also vexed by the fact that the 96wave morning show sucks. It's so lacking in entertainment that I hear them speaking and I immediately turn the station. I'll turn it back ten minutes later and they're still talking. Shut up already! God, I loathe chatting on the radio. I'm firmly in the no talk radio camp, but especially so during the morning when I just want to listen to something recorded after 1983 that doesn't necessarily involve someone singing about how they're gonna love you all night long. [Ick.]
If Mumsy comes home soon, I can get my errands done this morning and then pass the fuck out. I've been so tired lately and I don't know why. I understand on days when I short myself in the sleep department, but I've been better this week, yet I still only find myself waking up for about an hour at work. The rest of the time is spent in a haze. Not even Scrubs therapy is helping. Oh sure, I laugh until it hurts, but the usual effect it has on me [normally, I stay freakishly happy] is gone long before I drag myself upstairs. Hmm. I could spend awhile pondering this, or I could just go stare at the door and wait for Mumsy.
I am vexed. I checked my mail today and there's something from MCR about their Famous Last Words vid premiering yesterday. Only I did the math and they sent that stupid thing maybe an hour before it would have aired. Unfair!
I am also vexed by the fact that the 96wave morning show sucks. It's so lacking in entertainment that I hear them speaking and I immediately turn the station. I'll turn it back ten minutes later and they're still talking. Shut up already! God, I loathe chatting on the radio. I'm firmly in the no talk radio camp, but especially so during the morning when I just want to listen to something recorded after 1983 that doesn't necessarily involve someone singing about how they're gonna love you all night long. [Ick.]
If Mumsy comes home soon, I can get my errands done this morning and then pass the fuck out. I've been so tired lately and I don't know why. I understand on days when I short myself in the sleep department, but I've been better this week, yet I still only find myself waking up for about an hour at work. The rest of the time is spent in a haze. Not even Scrubs therapy is helping. Oh sure, I laugh until it hurts, but the usual effect it has on me [normally, I stay freakishly happy] is gone long before I drag myself upstairs. Hmm. I could spend awhile pondering this, or I could just go stare at the door and wait for Mumsy.
