I could never be your woman.
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Arr, matey. If the apathy don't kill me first, is right. I'm feeling sort of useless at the moment, because I don't have a job, my room is still not clean, and I have some shit to still take care of with college. It's pissing me off. And what am I doing? Yep, that's right, whining about it on LJ. Maybe in a few minutes I'll actually move my sorry ass and GET SOMETHING DONE.
Well, it's not entirely true that I didn't get anything done today. I read the entirety of Burnt Offerings, all 397 pages of it, in one afternoon. Yay for being a fast reader! (That's an Anita Blake book, for you uneducated cretins. Yarf.) I can't decide whether to give all the characters a hug, or the smash their heads together and run away giggling insanely. There's so much angst in those books it'll make your head spin. Richard remains my favorite character by a nose (har har), followed closely by Asher, Jean-Claude, and Anita herself. And Nathaniel was introduced in this book, (which I was re-reading anyway) so that made me immensely happy on that materialistic cheezy-ass level.
Yeah, so despite feeling useless, I just can't work up the whatever to actually give a crap tonight. I was feeling somewhat wonky a bit earlier, so I went and put on what I loosely refer to as the angsty CD, but I got annoyed at it and now I'm listening to the cheesy funky CD. It has all sorts of great crap, like George Michael and Karma Chameleon and Duran Duran and Thriller and other shite like that. It's great. It's utterly useless and wonky and describes me perfectly at the moment.
In other news.... I'm still broke. It sucks. I really really need a job. I'm pissed because no one has called me back, and I'm more pissed because I keep forgetting to call THEM back because, yes, I know, you get a job by being a persistant pain in the ass. And it doesn't help that now I'm at home and I remember all too well where I get my amazing procrastination skills. I love my crazy, pyschotic, dysfunctionally random family, but DEAR GOD we never get anything done. Or we get ourselves all worked up and we get insanely large amounts of stuff done in one day, or we get halfway through a big project and wander off because we got distracted. Arr har har.
YOU'D MAKE A GROWN MAN CRY!! *runs*