Mar 13, 2008 12:38
Hmph.
I assure you I am awake, although I remain in bed with my laptop. The Critic Season 1 is in my DVD player and I could rewatch a few choice episodes of Jay Sherman's antics. However, I have managed to force myself to want to get up, shower, and face the day. I still miss him, for anyone who cares, and I wish things were different. However, watching 324832048 million romantic movies in bed every night all through vacation isn't helping. Now not only do I want him back but I want him to come back in a grand way befitting Jude Law (only the imaginary Jude Law because I've heard the real one is quite the pratt).
Until that moment (which I'm not sure will come) when a decision is made, I will be cool, calm and collected. I am the ice queen. Powerful in her apathy, and whose misery is nearly undetectable. I was hurt, but I wont allow myself to be as such anymore. Maybe he has a long lost twin I can interest myself in.
PS My sugar gliders are awake again. They are having real issues detecting the difference between night and day it would seem.
verbosity,
jay sherman,
boys,
the critic,
sugar gliders,
laziness,
jude law,
romantic movies