Ha.
+ No matter how hard you try to fit in, or how much you care about someone, somehow you always end up bitterly disappointed in them. And wallowing in a good dose of self loathing.
+ No matter how hard you try to fit in, or how much you care about someone, somehow you always end up bitterly disappointed in them. And wallowing in a good dose of self loathing.
+ Yesterday the AIM Today page kept popping up with the headline "The Stars Helped Katie Conceive". Oh good. I couldn't possibly have thought she actually had sex with that old boob of hers.
+ I don't even have to do anything to piss people off it seems. Since I dropped caller id last year I tend to screen my calls (mostly because I don't like talking on the phone much). I don't actually receive many calls anyway, so it's useful. Grandma and my friend S. tend to prattle on into the machine, scolding me like I'm actually sitting here listening. Some days I am. Most days when I don't pick up on their rambles, I'm not here. I'm working, or out walking or running errands (or the volume is down). This is a morning where I'm listening to the machine, mostly because I forgot to turn it down. Grandma is going on about how she wishes so much that my family and I could watch today's Dr. Phil (I learn later it's about ego building). And then she cuts off with an 'anyway - '. I thought she was done. Then she calls back. "Annie? Did you hang up on me?! You could really piss me off!" .. I was nowhere near that telephone. So I call her back and lie and say I wasn't even IN the room. I was in the bathroom. Which she then found hilarious (even though I didn't even hang up on her. I never picked up). Oy vey. They think I'm never doing anything. If I'm never doing anything, how is it I get all this artwork done?
+ Stephen Colbert says that his alphabet begins with 'Yuzz'. All hail the Colbert Report.
+ Ray was a really good movie.
+ I shouldn't be upset that a friend of mine had to cancel our ice cream "date" (get together). I can appreciate errands and busy and gas prices (she lives 45 minutes away). But I am. I'm pretty disappointed. I rush around trying to make sure her wedding present is wrapped and that we (Leigh and I) are ready when she arrives and I come home from said rushing to find out she can't. But she feels bad I guess and would like to reschedule. I don't know. I don't really feel like rescheduling. I just don't care. I'd rather sit here and cry. Because I'm frustrated.
+ Received carpet burn on my right knee. And not for anything "cool" (I was diving across the room after a moth at one am..).
+ I swear I am so done with humans.