So it's December 1st and I'm at home sick. I usually don't get sick very often but when I do, it's a nightmare. I usually act irrationally and have a grip of hallucinations. I only slept 2 hours because of the crazy things I was seeing. One time when I was 15 I had the flu and I stayed in bed most of the day scared to death because I thought if I touched carpet I would die instantly. In addition to that, i'm still God's little joke at the water cooler. I got a hair cut on Friday and when left the Barber, I thought my hair was looking too legit to quit. Everyday after that, my hair keeps parting itself down the center so I look like a teenage Wyatt Earp without the handle bar mustachio. That and my always present "Charlie Brown" cheeks. Also I have this cavity thing on one of my finger nails. It sucks. Oh yeah, on the way to school this morning I spill some coffee on my white t-shirt. All I needed to do was drop off an assignment and return to my misery, but no. I have to go to a public place with Charlie Brown cheeks, Cowboy hair do, a dent in my finger nail and a fucking coffee stain on my shirt! Why God??? Why must I be your Platypus??? So now I'm at home with my medications and my sister's dog, who has me a little concerned.
My sister has a white, TeaCup Chihuahua that weighs maybe 4 or 5 pounds. In all the pets I've had I have never questioned the sexual orientation of any animal, but this little dog makes me wonder. He's fixed and hasn't had sex with anything, so he's not exactly gay, but he does display flambouyant qualities. He's kind of like a canine Nathan Lane. When he walks around the house he prances, like he's on display at a club. He does it even more when he wears his pastel green or Burberry sweaters. Also when he sits, he likes to lay on his tummy and spread his hind legs like he's modeling for Jean Paul Gaultier. Another thing about him, is that he never howls. but when you play Sweet Child of Mine by Guns n' Roses he goes crazy. I'm not sure what this has to do with anything but like I said, I get weird when I'm sick.
I saw the movie "The Rules of Attraction" on saturday. It was a movie that doesn't really go anywhere, but it's painfully honest in that it portrays how deceptive and careless people can be when they are attracted to someone. The one part where the girl kills herself over her secret crush was one of the saddest things I had ever seen for 2 reasons. 1. because that kind of situation can happen to anyone and 2. because she killed herself over James Van Der Beek. I know he's got a manly chin and the creek, but any girl who slashes her wrists over James Van Der Beek...is just sad.
For any trip-hop fans I highly recommend buying or stealing the new album from U.N.K.L.E titled Never Never Land. It's doesn't sound a lot like the first album but to describe it best, it's a cross between Radiohead and New Order. Either way, it's really good. Also I made a mix CD with tracks from Portishead, Boards of Canada, Prefuse 73, etc... Not to boost my own ego but it's all that and a ginger snap. Just nag me for a copy when you see me. Hopefully I'll be better by Saturday for Jackyl & Hyde. IT'S OFF DA CHAIN!!!
Anyways, back to my soap operas
Current Mood: Sudafed
Current Music: Tricky-Makes me Wanna Die
My sister has a white, TeaCup Chihuahua that weighs maybe 4 or 5 pounds. In all the pets I've had I have never questioned the sexual orientation of any animal, but this little dog makes me wonder. He's fixed and hasn't had sex with anything, so he's not exactly gay, but he does display flambouyant qualities. He's kind of like a canine Nathan Lane. When he walks around the house he prances, like he's on display at a club. He does it even more when he wears his pastel green or Burberry sweaters. Also when he sits, he likes to lay on his tummy and spread his hind legs like he's modeling for Jean Paul Gaultier. Another thing about him, is that he never howls. but when you play Sweet Child of Mine by Guns n' Roses he goes crazy. I'm not sure what this has to do with anything but like I said, I get weird when I'm sick.
I saw the movie "The Rules of Attraction" on saturday. It was a movie that doesn't really go anywhere, but it's painfully honest in that it portrays how deceptive and careless people can be when they are attracted to someone. The one part where the girl kills herself over her secret crush was one of the saddest things I had ever seen for 2 reasons. 1. because that kind of situation can happen to anyone and 2. because she killed herself over James Van Der Beek. I know he's got a manly chin and the creek, but any girl who slashes her wrists over James Van Der Beek...is just sad.
For any trip-hop fans I highly recommend buying or stealing the new album from U.N.K.L.E titled Never Never Land. It's doesn't sound a lot like the first album but to describe it best, it's a cross between Radiohead and New Order. Either way, it's really good. Also I made a mix CD with tracks from Portishead, Boards of Canada, Prefuse 73, etc... Not to boost my own ego but it's all that and a ginger snap. Just nag me for a copy when you see me. Hopefully I'll be better by Saturday for Jackyl & Hyde. IT'S OFF DA CHAIN!!!
Anyways, back to my soap operas
Current Mood: Sudafed
Current Music: Tricky-Makes me Wanna Die