Caked with Dry rot. Tell the weather by the entrails, where we're headed, where we've been.

Feb 14, 2007 23:30

So I'm having a conflict of expression. I want to appreciate Valentine'sfor what it is- Joy for love and the color pink- but I also want to be bitter and emo and uber-sad about it. Because at this point that sort of thing is tradition.

Didi baked really yummy cookies. My math teacher handed out sweet tart hearts that were gobbly-yummy. Kalin called and directed me towards a sub-shop that is not Jimmy John's and that is hiring for people. Watched Heroes, Venture Bros. and Death Note-

So really, I've had a good day and have no reason to continue complaining. Except for the overwhelming desire for romantic-ness I've had for days now, and nowhere to direct it. There's me being emo again.

Didi asked a number of intrusive questions about Kalin before giving up. My christmas candle is dead. My mother won't leave me alone. My manager still won't give me the hours I want.

So, now that it's more or less over, I can wish everyone a happy valentine's. Peace and lots of money spent on flowers and chocolates. I'll reach emotional equilibrum tomorrow. The good will balance out the bad like usual, since there is never truly such a thing as a completely good or a completely bad day.

Oh, and an Oblivion expansion pack headed for everbuddy in April. Wherein lies the realm of Sheogorath, god of madness. This is only relevant to anyone who played Morrowind and spent weeks trying to outwit a schizophrenic orc and his demonic bartender.

Bed now.  I'm letting myself get ahead of myself.

-Much Love

-Commie

P.S. WoW is no more. It's like the sweet taste of freedom, excpet for Okami and FfXii, which are eating out my eyeballs.
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