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I hate being bored.
Je deteste le ennui.
Today, to cure my boredom, i have done my usual, catch up with emails, twitter, fb, etc...
I have persused youtube, to find that the usual vids arent having their same effect (note to self, stop watching the same videos over and over and over...).
Tried listening to new songs, all of which I shall have to listen to at a later date because I just didnt take them in...
So I write to myself.
I dont care if anyone isnt reading this.
Is it not better to have somewhere to write about something, than not at all? Plus, I prefer this to a diary, as if my personal feelings/obsessions/thoughts are online...well you cant get much more open than that, can you?
Plus, without anyone reading, I can pretty much go on about whatever I want...and I dont need to update regularly...What a pro list.
Two minutes of boredom cured...
Diary of todays events.
Major snow last night. After last years"big freeze" (imaginative name, btw. Hope some got paid a lot for coming up with it) i vowed to hate snow for ever...
But last night my heart melted (pardon the pun). My heart of ice thawed..(okay girl, stop it!)
Honestly tho, midnight, and im gazing out of the window, trance-like. How can snow fall that fast? How can there be that much? Surely when it rains, not THAT many raindrops fall at once?
I open the window, letting cold air, and that fresh snow-smell blasts in. i stick out my pyjama-encased arm, trying to catch the huge snowflakes...
A car drives up the street, stops. A man looks up at the window, and frowns.
I am now the town eccentric. Could be worse.
Today: excuse for cosy clothes: wooly top, long coat, scarf, beret, fishnet gloves...
Harry Potter for the 2nd time: just as good as before (in love with the main "snatcher", not so hot irl, tho.) wandering round glasgow city centre, in the snow and darkness banished by the twinkling Christmas lights of Buchanan Street and Georges Cross...So beautiful. And happy, tho i always feel a sadness at xmas, cos god knows there are many people out there not feeling the joy that the lucky ones do in december. holy shit, ive been listening to the cure too much!
The Band Aid song pretty much somes it up: the 3rd world countries have a shit christmas, but, as bono, then in band aid 20 kylie and jason, sang: "but tonight thank god its them instead of you".
is it selfish to have a good time when so many people out there are suffering "underneath that burning sun?"
god, im going to donate like hell this year. no more mr scrooge for me!
well, ive ranted. my boredom is now ceased with an urge to look up lyrics to jona lewis' "stop the calvary" and youtube kill hannah "new heart for christmas" shows.
sometimes its good to let it all out. even if it is on an unread blog.
goodnight xo xo BonoJason Donovan/Kylie/Matt GossBono