Kungfu Grip is a terrible power.
So, despite working my ass to exaustion in the Gym tonight, I'm awake at 2:00 Am. GRANTED, Mike did wake me up, but I dont' blame him. I'd fallen asleep with my light on after my shower, and he knocked to inform me my laundry was dry. Rgiht before falling asleep, I pondered on the many reasons Return of the Jedi is a terrible movie. It's...it's so bad. I won't get into it now, but it occured to me that it isn't even good by Star Wars movie standards. Fucking Phantom Menace is better than RotJ, and it's horrifically bad.
Anyway, I'm going to try and get some sleep. It's kinda weird, actually, knowing that Jen will be living in Tempe in less than three days. I know she'll be crazy-busy, but I'm hoping I get to meet her fairly soon. Even if she can't stand me, It'd be sort of nice to get out and meet someone new (even if I already know her), as I've nt really been a part of that whole human society thing in a long time.
My mother said she'd send me to Vegas with my Dad for my 21st birthday. It seems really cool, but I'm having second thoughts. I mean, not because my dad is going (fuck, he'll be at a slot machine with his bad hip and a cup of quarters, I've no doubt) but because *GASP* I feel like the money could be better spent buying me some basic essentials. You know, a bed. A computer that works. (Not really essential...) I dunno. After Erika's sort of negative reaction to the whole thing on multiple fronts, I've sort of lost interest.
I should try to get a job, use my brothers bike to get down to the shopping center around the Cine' Capri. Save up some money. I dunno. When I get tired I see my life as a window, an enourmas world passing by, and I'm limited by the little frame. I wouldnt' mind working at that Wine place, probably, or the bookstore. Someplace quiet I can read or at least think. Write a little. I work best on my own projects when I'm slacking off at work.
Which probably bothers you a little, but it's all I can do.
Sleep.
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