*broken*
Thank the Lords of Kobol it’s Helo Battlestar Galactica tonight because this week has pretty much been the ubersuck. Finally saw Brokeback Mountain on Wednesday and still have a headache from crying. What a beautiful, shattering, funny, gut-wrenchingly real film. Even though I knew what was coming, the ending still felt like a tire iron to my heart. Ow, but in a good way…I guess. ;_;
And since I’m not depressed enough, I then find that the rumours are true and my curly-haired lefty is gone to Fulham for the rest of the season. This is actually good news since he needs to play to get match fitness, and I know Cookie will do well for him, plus he’s still close by, but…wah! I was really hoping to see him back in the blue shirt before the end of the season. I will console myself with the knowledge that it will mean he’s back in one of these soon instead:
Take care of yourself, Bridgey! And don’t be a stranger round Cobham, either. You’re only just up the road. <333
Suppose I better get back to work now. *impotent rage* Three more hours…
And since I’m not depressed enough, I then find that the rumours are true and my curly-haired lefty is gone to Fulham for the rest of the season. This is actually good news since he needs to play to get match fitness, and I know Cookie will do well for him, plus he’s still close by, but…wah! I was really hoping to see him back in the blue shirt before the end of the season. I will console myself with the knowledge that it will mean he’s back in one of these soon instead:
Take care of yourself, Bridgey! And don’t be a stranger round Cobham, either. You’re only just up the road. <333
Suppose I better get back to work now. *impotent rage* Three more hours…