Is there any point in continuing?

Sunday, November 25th, 2007 | Posted in movies

I decided to pass the time by watching Planet of the Apes (the Marky Mark remake), but about an hour in I was interrupted by a phonecall. Now I can’t bring myself to continue watching. Does it get better later? Marky Mark is nice to watch, so I may still try to carry on for his sake. I find myself being irritated by Helena Bonham Carter’s character, though I can’t explain why. When I saw Kris Kristofferson with his unkempt locks I immediately thought of him as Whistler in Blade… (wasn’t he a country singer back in the day? Kris, not Whistler – though that’d be a cool name for a country singer…).

I should probably go to bed. Or eat some porridge (AKA oatmeal). I’ve been feeling very unsettled today. I woke up early (10:30am) then went back to bed for a few hours at 2pm, then I went to Croydon. Then I came home.

More thoughts in the morning.

State of Mind (warning: long post)

Saturday, November 17th, 2007 | Posted in Uncategorized

Mariah Carey: Outside

It’s hard to explain
Inherently it’s just always been strange
Neither here nor there
Always somewhat out of place everywhere
Ambiguous
Without a sense of belonging to touch
Somewhere halfway
Feeling there’s no one completely the same

Standing alone
Eager to just
Believe it’s good enough to be what
You really are
But in your heart
Uncertainty forever lies
And you’ll always be
Somewhere on the
Outside

Outside by Mariah Carey

Princess Margaret at the Races
(more…)

Rage against the pristine

Tuesday, September 4th, 2007 | Posted in my life

I had 3 days annual leave from work last week, which gave me about a week and a half off work in total due to my part-time regime. As I had no money and the time off was a last-minute decision I didn’t go anywhere exciting. Most days I just dossed around the house, watching telly, blogging and eating crap (as usual). The days just merged into one long solo slumber party. I did leave the house a few times, though I can’t remember why now.

And I bet that you guys didn’t notice much of a difference. I’m still a damn lazy blogger. I don’t know why you even bother to read this blog: it’s not as funny as Dr M or ES, as aesthetic as BV, as inspiring as SW or AV or AW or LS, as informed as AGD, as sexy as NoS, nor as dismal as that spineless JMC (thank godness). I’m not even a superhero like CI. For a so-called “aspiring writer” I’m not writing much, even my blog posts are rarely more than 100 words.

Oh I know, you just come here for the Sunday soft-porn show – you filthy perverts.

Sorry, I wasn’t supposed to write all of that. Last Thursday I was in such a massive rage, it was bubbling in my stomach like a fizzy lake of acid at the base of a volcano. I swallowed it and gave you all a chance to be rude instead, but as usual the bile which I kept inside still leaked out in tiny puddles of mean (like now, in case you didn’t realise – and I have NOT wet myself!).

You really don’t want me to let it all out at once. I’ve never actually completely lost my temper or released my rage. I think the free world would probably end at that moment. I would turn into some kind of mythological beast and terrorise you all with my two heads and razor-sharp fangs. I would demand daily sacrifices of the young and firm of every land, starting with Paris Hilton and Britney J-Lo. I would vanquish my enemies with fireballs (you first J.D.).

I’d probably look a bit like this, though not as pretty:

Wacky Jacky

So you had all better keep me sweet. Agreed?

And by the way, I hate you all. :twisted:

Not a happy blog

Saturday, July 21st, 2007 | Posted in Uncategorized

This is not a happy blog.

This is not a pop-culture blog, though I have been known to blog about pop culture stuff from time to time.

This is not a writing blog, since I am not writing. I am only blogging.

This is not a lit blog, though sometimes I blog about my latest reads.

This is not a sex blog, but I reserve the right to tell you all about my sexual exploits, if and when they occur.

This is not a humour blog, but sometimes I take the mickey out of silly folks.

This is not a political blog. Nor is it a religious blog.
:evil:

This is just a blog about a girl who is trying to find her way.

Tenderised meat

Tuesday, June 26th, 2007 | Posted in my life

I’m feeling like crap again. I seem to have picked up a bug at work, which has manifested itself as fatigue, blinding headaches and a sore throat since Friday evening.

You’re probably sick of all the memes and quizzes on this blog; I know I am.

I haven’t written much in the last week or so on here, nothing of any consequence anyway.

I have a love/hate relationship with this blog. Tonight I hate it. In the morning maybe things will be different.

Today was a good/average day overall, which does not explain my sudden downward spiralling.

I saw a fat bloke knitting with bright pink wool on the train. He’d just started his “piece” so I couldn’t tell what it was going to become.

At lunchtime a guy stopped me in the street and exclaimed, “If you were my girl, I’d…” He didn’t finish his sentence (thankfully). I walked on.

Later on, a cute guy said hi to me. I was on a mission so I hurried on.

I’ve almost finished this book I’m reading, it’s a nice romance about a photographer and a scientist by Michelle M. Pillow.

My neck aches. Going to go. I hate this blog. Does that mean I hate me? Probably.

Good night.