I AM CONSUMED WITH THESE LOSERS. i love their faces i love their stupid relationships i love the inevitable bond they are going to share by the end of this stupid goddamn fucking trilogy -- oh, another one, thanks PJ, thanks for nothing because you weren't the one who sat online and remembered dom & billy rolling around together for 3 hours last night and wept, you weren't the one crying over liv tyler's grace or eyelashes or whatever -- guess what? I WAS -- so thanks you big floppy dick*. i don't know. how do you cope?
how?
and i 100% acknowledge that martin freeman is super problematic and says the dumbest shit but i also need to 100% acknowledge that he was the perfect bilbo and made me fall in love all over again with my very first hobbit. and as someone so wisely told me a few weeks ago -- you never forget your first hobbit. you also never forget richard armitage, or his sullen, moody glowering, or his tragic history, even though you really want to. christ. i don't know. the hobbit.
on a completely different note i am annoyed 85% of the time. that is a LOT of the time. i don't know how to fix my personality and i'm mainly too exhausted to even try. i keep telling myself to shut the fuck up. i keep falling asleep. i'm not eating right. i need some life advice. i also need to find a job like, tomorrow, because i'm hovering dangerously close to the "becoming an adult" line.
i'm just really! ready! to be an already established middle aged working woman standing on the macy's check-out line with a new wii-46-ibox for her 3 children. like here i am. i want the life all of you dread.
ps katie holmes is an abysmal jackie o
pps sister mary eunice is everything i've ever wanted in a character and hero
and there is my tv talk of the day! peace
* i love you so much