I wonder how many people are nerdy enough to be fucking about, clicking aimlessly around SG, while watching the SG DVD on the same computer... Yep, I'm that nerdy. Mmm-hmm. You best recognize.
Um, hmm... I'm not sure what to say. My stomach hurts right now from some Bacon/Egg/Cheese McGriddle I bought after my friends and I finished up skating. Maybe it's not the McGriddle after all, maybe it's just because I never eat yet feel the need to do silly shit like skate around at 5:30-sixish in the morning, and my "tummy" is trying to tell me something. I'm not too worried about it in any case. Yep.
I was listening to the soundtrack to Lost In Translation on the way home because I found it under my passenger seat. I don't know if anyone else has this CD, or if anyone even cares, but I love to just drive around late at night (or early in the morning, in this case) listening to that CD. It's like when someone gives you a damn good mix CD, not just something like a compilation of whatever happened to be laying around, but a real mix CD, something that had to have at least...half an hour's effort put into it.
That CD is pretty outstanding. Way to go, Sofia Coppola and whoever else helped make it happen. Even if the CD sucked, I'd still love the movie...
Cats are scratching through my pants right now, and I can feel claws piercing through these thin black khaki pants that I'm still wearing from work earlier, and it hurts quite a bit, but I'm trying to see how long I can sit here and not let it bug me. I don't know where I'm going with this, but that's the plan. I'm on a voyage with no destination, I guess. Ever tried anything like that? I bet not...
If I wasn't so stoned right now, I would never be sharing this with anyone. No one at all. Maybe I would, but probably not. I really need to go to sleep now. I think I'm going to be able to get a whole three hours of sleep at this rate...
Good night.
Um, hmm... I'm not sure what to say. My stomach hurts right now from some Bacon/Egg/Cheese McGriddle I bought after my friends and I finished up skating. Maybe it's not the McGriddle after all, maybe it's just because I never eat yet feel the need to do silly shit like skate around at 5:30-sixish in the morning, and my "tummy" is trying to tell me something. I'm not too worried about it in any case. Yep.
I was listening to the soundtrack to Lost In Translation on the way home because I found it under my passenger seat. I don't know if anyone else has this CD, or if anyone even cares, but I love to just drive around late at night (or early in the morning, in this case) listening to that CD. It's like when someone gives you a damn good mix CD, not just something like a compilation of whatever happened to be laying around, but a real mix CD, something that had to have at least...half an hour's effort put into it.
That CD is pretty outstanding. Way to go, Sofia Coppola and whoever else helped make it happen. Even if the CD sucked, I'd still love the movie...
Cats are scratching through my pants right now, and I can feel claws piercing through these thin black khaki pants that I'm still wearing from work earlier, and it hurts quite a bit, but I'm trying to see how long I can sit here and not let it bug me. I don't know where I'm going with this, but that's the plan. I'm on a voyage with no destination, I guess. Ever tried anything like that? I bet not...
If I wasn't so stoned right now, I would never be sharing this with anyone. No one at all. Maybe I would, but probably not. I really need to go to sleep now. I think I'm going to be able to get a whole three hours of sleep at this rate...
Good night.
cincity:
night hon....that funny about the cats I got one sleeping on my lap now I need to get me some food....that sounded yummy!