Today Isn’t Tuesday
Don’t know exactly why I felt it necessarily to point that out, but it’s so true. It’s Saturday, I’m not exactly sure how I feel about that, but I suppose there isn’t a damn thing I can do to change it.
I’ve been talking to my internet stalker again, she loves it when I call her that. It’s kind of weird talking to her again. Not in the it’s weird talking to her again kinda way. Just in the it’s weird how similar we are kinda way. I mean, we haven’t talked to each other in probably two years. And then we start talking and it’s like we’ve known each other for ten years, which in all fairness I guess we have. Anyway, it’s just kinda weird having someone that I never talk to get me. I mean, I don’t even get me… And I talk to myself constantly.
But she has nothing to do with Tuesday… And it’s not Tuesday, it’s Saturday… I thought we had already covered this.
My weekend looks to filled with the perfect ratio of nothingness and pointlessness.
- Wash clothes: Because wearing your underwear inside out is really something that should only be done once.
- Eat ice cream: Because I was supposed to do that last weekend… I hate it when bitches stand you up.
- Figure HDR out: Because I feel that if some fucking bastard is gonna steal my pictures they should steal something more recent.
- Watch Shutter: Because the Thai version was awesome, even when Pacey will probably ruin it. It still has potential of being Stay Alive good…
- Poop: Because you should probably do that at least once a day…
- Possibly Write: Because of the stupid fucking deadline…
It’s gonna be awesome!


March 22nd, 2008 at 4:25 pm
In all fairness, I hate when bitches stand me up, too. Can you feel the raised eyebrow?
March 22nd, 2008 at 4:29 pm
I don’t even know what that’s supposed to mean… I’m exactly where I should be all of the time!
March 22nd, 2008 at 4:32 pm
Well, you were apparently with an under world spy while I was making a new friend in the Tokyo Market parking lot yesterday! Do we call it even, yet?
March 22nd, 2008 at 4:32 pm
I could have been with the wife of a close friend?