2003-01-02 - 12:48 a.m.
Blah. I'm feeling an apologetic spasm coming on, so let me get that out of the way first:
I'm sorry for being so annoying, dull, dumb, stupid, offensive, and last but far from least, boring.
Thank you.
Yeah. I really don't have anything to say. My sister and I just watched "Lord of the Rings", and for much of the movie she added some very *colorful* commentary. It was, well, interesting.
But I'm still feeling a little bit blah. The enthusiasm of the very cool and wonderfully named mangoprawns aside, I think so far 2003 can kiss my ass and go back to the fires of Mount Doom from whence it came! Oops, sorry, I did just watch the movie. "Welcome to Rivendell, Mr. Anderson!" Hee. Anyway, maybe I am exceedingly jealous of people and their various New Year's festivities. I was sorely tempted just to go to bed at 11 last night. What's the point, really? It's just another day, another year, it doesn't matter. I'm still the same hopeless, shy little dork, who spent yet another New Year's Eve couch warming!
Blaaaaah. I'm trying, O perfuct one, I'm trying. I think what I need is to step outside for a minute, wish the same old wish on the brightest star I see, go to bed, wake up in the morning and pick up my sorely neglected flute, and try a little positivity on for size, for once.