I just can't get angry in the same way...
Aw, shit. I knew this would happen at some point. After about 3 days of feeling ridiculously happy about nothing, my good mood has worn off. I now just feel slightly bored. Don't want to stay in, but don't feel like going out. Might just watch The Big Lebowski and fall asleep to it. It is, apparently, all about stoners, so it may have a soporific quality. It was lent to me by my friend Tom Fox, who is really great (I wrote that in case he's reading this).
Everyone should get livejournals, they are fun.
CERTAIN PEOPLE *cough cough* *sneeze* haven't been commenting on my entries. I realise they may be busy with indie soc stuff, or lazing about with a severely damaged leg, or just being too Welsh for their own good, but they are making me sad.
Can't...be bothered...to do...anything.
I should not be this lazy yet! C'mon Julia, kick the stupor, what happened to the childlike exuberance and joyful enthusiasm?
OK maybe I never actually had *that*, but I couldn't have been this utterly unproductive and generally shit before! Ben is good at playing the piano, but he can't play the Star Spangled Banner as well as me (even though he wouldn't let me finish the song, bah). Welshie almost walked out as well. Why? Because I wasn't playing the Welsh anthem.
In other news, I now have only one thing remaining on my 'To Do' list. This is laundry. No matter how often I say I will do it, I NEVER do! I think I may actually have a deep-seated phobia of it as I seem to avoid it like the plague. Fairy non-bio. Eurgh.
Oh, and the worst thing in the world has happened. My external hard drive is utterly fucked. Tragically so. I have no music. Not even a sniff. I'm going to get it fixed tomorrow, or failing that, just buy a CD player. I'm hoping I'll live that long without any songs at all *panics. a very great lot*
Might make entries public from now on. Not as though I have anything to hide. And if I did, I wouldn't post about it here anyway :)
I am strangely sleepy. I think it's caffeine withdrawal.
Everyone should get livejournals, they are fun.
CERTAIN PEOPLE *cough cough* *sneeze* haven't been commenting on my entries. I realise they may be busy with indie soc stuff, or lazing about with a severely damaged leg, or just being too Welsh for their own good, but they are making me sad.
Can't...be bothered...to do...anything.
I should not be this lazy yet! C'mon Julia, kick the stupor, what happened to the childlike exuberance and joyful enthusiasm?
OK maybe I never actually had *that*, but I couldn't have been this utterly unproductive and generally shit before! Ben is good at playing the piano, but he can't play the Star Spangled Banner as well as me (even though he wouldn't let me finish the song, bah). Welshie almost walked out as well. Why? Because I wasn't playing the Welsh anthem.
In other news, I now have only one thing remaining on my 'To Do' list. This is laundry. No matter how often I say I will do it, I NEVER do! I think I may actually have a deep-seated phobia of it as I seem to avoid it like the plague. Fairy non-bio. Eurgh.
Oh, and the worst thing in the world has happened. My external hard drive is utterly fucked. Tragically so. I have no music. Not even a sniff. I'm going to get it fixed tomorrow, or failing that, just buy a CD player. I'm hoping I'll live that long without any songs at all *panics. a very great lot*
Might make entries public from now on. Not as though I have anything to hide. And if I did, I wouldn't post about it here anyway :)
I am strangely sleepy. I think it's caffeine withdrawal.