stars I'm seeing stars
Gosh, I can hear the crickets chirping around here. That's how quiet I've been in my own journal lately. I don't know, it's not that I've been away that long, but when I have been around, it's like I haven't really... said anything. I know I know, that 'when you haven't got anything interesting to say, just stfu' thing. Haha, actually I know that's not how it goes. It's okay, okay let me gather some information worth mentioning. Or something! But, most definitely leaning towards "something" a bit more.
I have definitely, definitely been "underproductive" lately. Like, I haven't really been able to accomplish much of anything. My to-do list is more like guidelines, nowadays. I don't know if it's sad, or if I should just enjoy it for the time being. I mean, I'll get my shit back together eventually, right? I'm sure, I'm sure. But for now, it's back to lazyville. I'm almost done with Geisha and soon I'll be able to tackle those two other books I acquired. I'm excited about that, but as a much more lower degree, I guess. Yes, I'm looking forward to it, but just taking my time and such.
My dad called just after AI tonight (haha good timing dad, wtf are you still doing up at this hour, though?), and he wants to meet up soon. That's cool. Sunday, it that is possible. We'll see. He'll call tomorrow to make things final and such. And then, next Saturday maybe (because I'm working this weekend and I'm pretty sure they are going to put me in next weekend, too), dad wanted to plan a get together with, um, I'm forgetting her name already, but an old friend of my mom's. And... that would be just so sweet. I'm not really able to explain why or how, but yeah... it would be awesome.
What else? Well, I watched Dr. Phil today. I'm always curious about this show, man, and this time it was about people having a huge obsession with celebrities and, it was definitely food for thoughts, or whatever that saying goes. I mean, I, by no means, could identify myself as that much infatuated with stars that it becomes life threatening, but I could definitely pinpoint stuff that I do or think and etc, etc. I do not fear for my safety, though. All is well. Then there was that segment about star photographer VS paparazzi? Yes, it was sure interesting. Oh dude. Speaking of celebrity photos? Everytime I see a picture of Pete Wentz now I think about his penis. Duuude, I'm so scarred. And, I'm going to see that man live in May! Dude! WTF.
I have definitely, definitely been "underproductive" lately. Like, I haven't really been able to accomplish much of anything. My to-do list is more like guidelines, nowadays. I don't know if it's sad, or if I should just enjoy it for the time being. I mean, I'll get my shit back together eventually, right? I'm sure, I'm sure. But for now, it's back to lazyville. I'm almost done with Geisha and soon I'll be able to tackle those two other books I acquired. I'm excited about that, but as a much more lower degree, I guess. Yes, I'm looking forward to it, but just taking my time and such.
My dad called just after AI tonight (haha good timing dad, wtf are you still doing up at this hour, though?), and he wants to meet up soon. That's cool. Sunday, it that is possible. We'll see. He'll call tomorrow to make things final and such. And then, next Saturday maybe (because I'm working this weekend and I'm pretty sure they are going to put me in next weekend, too), dad wanted to plan a get together with, um, I'm forgetting her name already, but an old friend of my mom's. And... that would be just so sweet. I'm not really able to explain why or how, but yeah... it would be awesome.
What else? Well, I watched Dr. Phil today. I'm always curious about this show, man, and this time it was about people having a huge obsession with celebrities and, it was definitely food for thoughts, or whatever that saying goes. I mean, I, by no means, could identify myself as that much infatuated with stars that it becomes life threatening, but I could definitely pinpoint stuff that I do or think and etc, etc. I do not fear for my safety, though. All is well. Then there was that segment about star photographer VS paparazzi? Yes, it was sure interesting. Oh dude. Speaking of celebrity photos? Everytime I see a picture of Pete Wentz now I think about his penis. Duuude, I'm so scarred. And, I'm going to see that man live in May! Dude! WTF.