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Jun 12, 2003 02:25

Another night shift. Another early night. I come home after just four and half hours, pour myself some coffee, snag some leftover pizza and stare at the computer screen for a couple of hours. I reason with myself that it is to maintain the bodyclock rythm of not sleeping tonight so I can sleep during the day, etc. But it's crap. I just want to be online in the dead of night. It's the best time. Everything is quiet. It's calm.

Got an IM from someone with "Lang" in their AIM name. I instantly think of filthwizard's incredibly gorgeous friend Lang and begin to thank filthwizard from the bottom of my heart. It transpires to not be Lang, but toxicmegacolon, a nice guy I recently added. Most definitely not a consolation prize, though. He loves Electric Six, so he must be good.

The fact that the "luxury" pizza has been slowly rotting my guts tonight is a sure sign that I am clearly not allowed - in the Grand Scheme of things - to have the smallest luxuries. So, I'll save my money and enjoy the simple things in life. Condiments are cordon bleu, store brand tuna is actually salmon and dried milk is extra thick double cream. And so on....

I watched the end of the current Sopranos. Maybe it's just me, but the violence just isn't doing it anymore for me. Even the one murder scene this week was overdone. For me, it just takes away from the excellent script and direction.

OK, pizza wants to evacuate again.
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