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August 18, 2006, 10:15 pm

well hello.

ah ha! I know what you were thinking. You were thinking that since I was gone for a few (or 7...) days, that I wouldn't be back for months, or a year, or for a newer, more spectacular amount of time, like...several years...or a decade(seriously, can you imagine, if I left for a decade, and diaryland still had this same page here, and I could just pick up where I left off? although impressive, it's highly improbable.) erm, but anyway, here I am!

...I like to talk to you, my readers, as if you actually exist. isn't that cute and quirky? I thought so. kind of endearing, also.

So I'm sick. almost. I mean, i have a slight cough and a bit of a runny nose, and an almost sore throat. so It could be worse, right? WRONG! ....well, okay, right. but it's a really annoying kind of sick where if I don't clear my throat every 5-7 mins, my voice starts cutting out. and thats not good when you talk all day for you job, and people expect you to always sound professional and perfect. well, i don't really know if other people expect this of me, but I expect if of myself, damn it! and so, I'm annoyed. but at least i have the next 2 days off, so I can recover. or sterilize my insides with alcohol. which is always the best plan. but I dont have a car to go buy alcohol, or anyone to drink it with untill like, 1 am, but that's never stopped me before...but the no car thing? that stopped me, because I feel like crap.
....speaking of no car. I've been watching this show called "Good Eats" which is a cooking show, but it's funny, and kind of cool, and I like it, and the food looks really good, but a lot of it, you know, I could probably make if I wrote down the recipe and took the time to do it. well, i was just watching it, and they were making ice cream, and I had to stop watching it, because it made me want ice cream so much....and I don't have a car.
...and now I'm bored, and so here I am, rambling at the vastness of the internet, pretending that someone cares. yee!

ps: 7 reasons that the 21st Century is making you Miserable . read it, it's awesome.

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