Saturday, September 18, 2004
2:15 a.m.
i wonder if i'm going to enjoy writing with this pen? i think so. sweet, simple bic never lets me down. Bless you, gentle pen. Bless you. why the hell did i dot my i's on the first line with little circles? i think my body was momentarily taken over by the sixth grade. i'm so super tired, yet wide awake and cannot fall asleep. i hate this yucky feeling. *** edited for content. removal of verbatum due to prviacy *** in other news...why is like 47% of my writing in this entry so ugly tonight? i hate it. if this week notebook had more pages and i didn't have to go to bed soon... and i wasn't trying to hard not to be so obsessive compulsive about such insignificant-no-life-affecting(right spelling)-unimportant-irrelevant-minute details, and i hadn't just spent the last 4 minutes of my life battling with stationary to remove this pen from my coif, i'd probably..no..definately rip this ug page out and either copy it out or try and re-write the contents with the addition of several uber-witty comments i either forgot to include previously or made up on the spot while re-reading my ridiculous thoughts on the aboveformentioned...things. *** 'things' refers to the stuff i edited out *** things. that was the best damn word i could come up with. i tried for several seconds to find a better word to use but at this time of nightmorning my brains have long ago turned to shit. great. my hand is shaking cuz i've been writing at 3x the speed of light... ok, well not 3x...but i'm definately writing fast. and my mind is still racing. ***little wet spot on paper*** <-- ew. i just boogered on the page! omg... i *am* gonna be single forever )= why am i so weird? when i am not contemplating the end to my existance, i am rather amused by my life of random miscellaneous nothingness. i am just a simple, ordinary lady. oooh, i yawned twice. could this be the dawning of the age of aquarius?... a.k.a. me getting tired? *waits patiently for less than a minute before patience runs out* no, false alarm, me thinks. probably just a lack of oxygen to my goopy brains due to my record-breaking speedwriting abilites at this time, and me forgetting to breathe sometimes. omg. i'm so dumb sometimes. so what else is new in the sad and solitary life i lead? well, i quit old navy tonight. in exactly two weeks i will once and for all be done with these shitty retail jobs. sweet dealio. *** edited for content *** mine petite nose is runny. i better not be getting sick again dammit. ew like one of the grossest feelings/tastes is when you're sick right and ur nose is superstuffed, k..but not just like ur sinuses are inflamed and you *feel* like it's stuffed... i'm talkin' ur jam packed with the real snotty deal here...and instead of getting up and getting a tissue, you just do a headache-inducing megasniffle and it magically defies all previously believed laws of gravity and manages to pull up all that has clogged you and shall clog you no more and you get a throat full of like.. i dunno how to describe it without you mistaking it for something else... warm, salty, superstick green sick boogies and then you almost barf when you swallow it! (for the record, the...other...swallow... never makes me gag. boo yah.) ew, i am the grossest person ever. snot is so entertaining. so my magnetic board fell off the wall causing the biggest bedroom disaster ever (not including the wickedfunny scene from van wilder were taj and the uglyslut have serious troubles)...broken lamp, hole in the wall, soaked linens, drowned cordless phone charger and magnets everywhere! and one of my favorite peices of art was ruined )= so i had forgotten that my window was open and i started cursing like a fucken trucker (yea.. like that) and i'm pretty sure that everyone and their mother from here to the tristate area could hear me. not that i'm even sure exactly what the tristate area includes... but i saw it on tv the other night and i know new york is up in that mothafucka. so i'm at the very least correct with the general direction my voice travelled...wait...i think it went north, towards barrie and such. either way, i felt like a psycho raving bitch haha it was actually funny how i reacted to the whole situation. first, i was so totally angry. then as i was picking everything up on the floor, i was crying real tears about how it was just the 'perfect fucking ending to the perfect fucking day' then i just started laughing as i threw everything onto my bed and my pants were stuck to my legs cuz i had been kneeling in wet carpet (no comment...) and soaked pillows (due to the spillage of my floating candle holders when ye olde magnetic board came a crashin' into me) and hadn't even realized it in my wrathfilled swearing rampage. oh, me. this morning i didn't get to sleep in much cuz elmo escaped and hid out under the deck for like 2 hours. such drama is an everyday occurance in this oralndo household. i'll miss it one day. maybe. *** edited for content *** holy shit, i have to piss and my numb hand has progressively developed into a numb whole right side of body. goodnight, sleep tight. don't let the warewolves bite. aroooo. luv, melie xoxo
p.s. ew ok i just went to take a piss and i guess i didn't wash all my eye makeup off when i was getting ready for bed cuz i had been rubbing my eyes not too long ago and i caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror and i look like a 5cent jarvis whore that got caught in the rain on a slow night, cuz i'm getting raccoonish and scarylike under my eyes )= thank god i sleep alone. well, it's sad and lonely on cold nights yet a blessing on warm summer nights, even though then it would still be nice to cuddle up still sweating after a ravenous animale like romp in the sack. at least no one has to see me in such a rumpled state as this. |
