Saturday, June 05, 2004

 
I'm so smart. I finally figured out why my sleep was so messed up last night, and why I woke up dizzy this morning.

Mental note: Don't paint in the same room you sleep in. Especially if you're not going to open the window.
posted by All at 12:14:00 p.m.

Friday, June 04, 2004

 
It's 3:17am. Why in hell am I posting to my blog?

Oh yes. Because I'm a nerd.

Actually, I find I spend an inordinate amount of time posting about my sleep habits, but here's another one just the same. Today I fell asleep around 7:30 in the evening, and ended up taking a 4-hour nap.

Not that I dislike naps, or I had a problem with taking one. In fact, I think I need to take more naps... my bed and I definitely don't get enough quality time. But yeah, it's 3am, I'm wide awake, and my bed has never looked less inviting. Sadly, I don't really feel like doing anything else.

So... what to write about?

I suppose I could put together an epic entry about a topic near and dear to my heart. But really, I can only talk about cookies for so long before everyone gets bored.

I suppose I could write something that's actually more personal to me, something interesting.

No, no. That's just crazy talk. Maybe I'll just go read or something.
posted by All at 11:46:00 a.m.

Thursday, June 03, 2004

 
I apologise for the verbal diarrhea of the last entry.

I'm having an up and down sort of week... Yesterday, in the process of attempting to buy shoes, I lost my wallet.

And people wonder why I have a phobia about buying shoes.

Okay, relax. I already cancelled cards and what have you, and the timing was good because my roommate owed me for rent anyway, so I'm not left without spending money in the meantime.

It's a bit sad, but actually the first thing I'm going to do with the money is buy those shoes.

Today, though, things are looking up again. Work finished early, replacing my Dutch bank card turned out to be surprisingly easy (don't get me wrong, I don't get a replacement for a week at least, but hey, asking for one didn't involve signing away my firstborn or anything, and that's a definite plus), and today, when I got home, I found my replacement Tricky Woo CD waiting for me.

Hey, Keith, I know you never read this, but Sometimes I Cry really is their best. I feel like posting this on my blog is the best way of communicating this to you because this way I can feel like a bigger person for admitting that you were right, and you never even have to know about it. Props to me.

Actually, the one thing I didn't cancel was my library card. Better get on that.
posted by All at 2:23:00 p.m.

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

 
Deep thought for the day:

You can't believe in free will and destiny at the same time.

Or, if you really want to make this complicated, you can't "choose" to believe in destiny, because if you really believe in destiny you were destined to believe in destiny. There was no choice about it.

And if you do believe in destiny, then there's no point in ever getting off your ass or trying to make sense of anything that you do, because whatever it is you do, you're just fulfilling your destiny, which is something of a handy excuse for people who go around fucking other people over.

On the other hand, if you believe in free will, then really shouldn't you get off your ass and do something about your life? I mean, if you believe 100% in free will, really shouldn't you spend more time analysing your actions? I mean, don't you spend half your time wondering why you do the stupid things you do anyway? Instead of just having a drink and getting sad about it all, shouldn't you really be trying to get to the bottom of things?

What I'm trying to say, I guess, is that either your horoscope is crap, or it's not.
posted by All at 5:43:00 p.m.

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

 
I'm a complete idiot.

Before you all jump on the bandwagon to agree, let me explain why.

Recently, seeing as how summer was coming, and I had just gotten rid of a whole bunch of ill-fitting or worn out clothing, I decided to invest in a whole bunch of summer clothing.

I mean, it's only sensible, right? I've had to throw out a bunch of clothes, and at some point this summer, I'm going to have to wear clothes. So, ipso facto, I need to buy summer clothing. So I bought tops in large quantities... tank tops, halter tops, tube tops... you get the idea. I mean, granted, none of these is a particularly expensive item of clothing. It's the kind of shopping binge that my credit card enjoys; lots of new stuff, not too much money spent, and I'm still a fiscally responsible adult who pays her bills on time.

Well, it seems I underestimated the power of my inner conservative. Sure, it's 2004, and women can wear whatever they want outdoors, especially in the summer heat. In fact, I should wear the skimpiest clothing I can find, in tribute to my burka-clad sisters runnning around covered from head to toe in 40 degree heat. But I can't. I can't do it. I bought a really nice halter top from Esprit. More than one person has told me it looks nice on me. I even have a strapless bra to go with it. And I can't do it. I can't bring myself to walk out of the house with it on. I feel completely uncomfortable. Every time I put this thing on, and consider going out in it, it lasts a total of three minutes. That's when I crack completely, and change into one of many black shirts that fill my wardrobe.

Pathetic.

On the upside though, I've just invested in a bunch of skimpy loungewear to wear around the house. And that's not necessarily a bad thing.
posted by All at 10:39:00 a.m.

Sunday, May 30, 2004

 
Goats! On the roof! Run for the hills!
posted by All at 7:53:00 p.m.

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