the legend.
so i suppose it has been assumed by all of my anonymous viewers that i hate livejournal, because i do. i don't know why i keep it and i don't know why i write, but when it is one o'clock on a saturday afternoon, and you have just emerged from slumber and don't quite wish to start the day for the headache of afterglow bangs on your head and the t-shirt has more comfort than any pants could ever offer, you know it's either this or watch another episode of the oc on dvd. let's just talk about that.
i never thought it would happen to me. i never thought i'd get hooked and mesmorized. from the first episode of the second season i was overtaken by its trashy, excellent subject matter and convaluted, complicated character relationships, as they weave in and out of each other. the dvd's brought me to a new low, however. everything oc is now mine. one episode left with the old season, chrismakkah on television next thursday. what the fuck? so many good things are happening. oc party with amy, because what is better than the oc, friends and liquor? NOTHING.
and then there's evan. he's a damn nice guy. who likes me. which is nice. and i don't kow why i am telling the void this, so i'll stop.
but i would like to say it is definately a new experience, this whole boyfriend thing. one i don't know if i can bode well with. i may crumble under the pressure.
going to ben's, to ithaca, for new years...if i can ever figure out how to get there.
and we hate the fourth counterpart. i will slay her in her sleep.
see why i don't write? nothing to say.
fuck.
i never thought it would happen to me. i never thought i'd get hooked and mesmorized. from the first episode of the second season i was overtaken by its trashy, excellent subject matter and convaluted, complicated character relationships, as they weave in and out of each other. the dvd's brought me to a new low, however. everything oc is now mine. one episode left with the old season, chrismakkah on television next thursday. what the fuck? so many good things are happening. oc party with amy, because what is better than the oc, friends and liquor? NOTHING.
and then there's evan. he's a damn nice guy. who likes me. which is nice. and i don't kow why i am telling the void this, so i'll stop.
but i would like to say it is definately a new experience, this whole boyfriend thing. one i don't know if i can bode well with. i may crumble under the pressure.
going to ben's, to ithaca, for new years...if i can ever figure out how to get there.
and we hate the fourth counterpart. i will slay her in her sleep.
see why i don't write? nothing to say.
fuck.