The minute I feel myself developing actual feelings for a stalkee, I tone it down considerably. The fleeting high I get from following around (whether it be online or off) those I revere would not be worth the crushing guilt I’d feel if I was found out and put down. Those that I stalk, I all-but-wish for them to find out. I often leave it wide in the open, a creepy testament to the pedestal I’ve placed them on. They know, and sometimes they don't appreciate it, but I shrug it off. It does nothing but amuse me anymore. I'm immune, as long as I'm not personally invested.
Completely unrelated, but I just saw Love, Actually. It was the most amazing movie I've seen in quite a while. I think it goes without saying that my favorite pairing was the Prime Minister and his "Catering Manager", since I have an unorthodox preference for a story involving older men with younger women. Also, Hugh Grant is fucking sexy, and the most hilarious thing ever in that movie ("...Did you ever have this kind of problem? Yeah --- of course you did, you saucy minx.")... I want a Prime-Minister-type-character in my life.
OH, what's that, I already have one? Too fucking bad he's already got a serious girlfriend and they're both too awesome to mess with. FFFfffffftt.
Funny, how this post has come a complete circle, eh?
Days left until Austin: 12
Last time I showered: Yesterday... afternoon? I've been showering disgustingly often lately...
Where I'm at in Naruto: Oh God, I'm moving embarrassingly slowly. I'm in the middle of 188. These fillers are almost worse than the opening episodes...
Nail color: "Tutti Frutti Tonga," OPI
Monday, February 22, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
It's been a while
...since I've blogged.
Last night I had a dream that there was a J.K. Rowling Pizza at Papa Johns, and you couldn't kiss anyone who didn't eat the same pizza because then the tastes would mingle and that would be blasphemous.
Also in my dream, my mom was getting ready to sell our place. She was like,
"Is there anything in this room that you'd like to keep?" I looked around at the dirt floor of the dark trailer.
"Well, there is one thing that's pretty cute," I said, in a hushed voice, referring to one of my stalkees that had shown up to bid me farewell.
...That really wasn't that interesting. Just incessantly creepy. I think I've been dreaming about my stalkees because I spend so much time stalking now that I have a car. Like, yesterday, my friend came over and all we did was go to walmart and then stalk our respective stalkees. Could I use the word stalk anymore? Yes. Stalk.
About a week prior, another one of my friends and I spent an entire day stalking. AN ENTIRE DAY. Crazy fun. I'm a psycho.
...So I realized that I'm really lacking in the pokemon department. It's been years since I've played Gold (my game broke), so I pretty much forgot all of the second generation pokemon. This makes me really sad. I hate forgetting things that once brought me joy. Hence why I once spent hours with Mallory writing out all of our inside jokes on an index card. I had only known her for a few months, but we had enough to fill both sides. Jokes included, "booby pins!", "Geometrial", and "WHEEZE! LUNGS GONNA BLOW UP!"
Those inside jokes aren't even really that inside, if you know what I'm saying.
...Now that I have wifi, I have a feeling that I'm going to be spending A LOT of time not-getting-out-of-bed.
Days left until Austin: 17
Last time I showered: Sometime yesterday?
Where I’m at in Naruto: ONBUUUU! (185)
Nail color: “Flirt,” Sally Hansen*
*I hate this color on my fingers. It's kind of a blood purple (the picture doesn't bring out the color too well). I only bought it to bring out my inner Orochimaru. Which reminds me...
Last night I had a dream that there was a J.K. Rowling Pizza at Papa Johns, and you couldn't kiss anyone who didn't eat the same pizza because then the tastes would mingle and that would be blasphemous.
Also in my dream, my mom was getting ready to sell our place. She was like,
"Is there anything in this room that you'd like to keep?" I looked around at the dirt floor of the dark trailer.
"Well, there is one thing that's pretty cute," I said, in a hushed voice, referring to one of my stalkees that had shown up to bid me farewell.
...That really wasn't that interesting. Just incessantly creepy. I think I've been dreaming about my stalkees because I spend so much time stalking now that I have a car. Like, yesterday, my friend came over and all we did was go to walmart and then stalk our respective stalkees. Could I use the word stalk anymore? Yes. Stalk.
About a week prior, another one of my friends and I spent an entire day stalking. AN ENTIRE DAY. Crazy fun. I'm a psycho.
...So I realized that I'm really lacking in the pokemon department. It's been years since I've played Gold (my game broke), so I pretty much forgot all of the second generation pokemon. This makes me really sad. I hate forgetting things that once brought me joy. Hence why I once spent hours with Mallory writing out all of our inside jokes on an index card. I had only known her for a few months, but we had enough to fill both sides. Jokes included, "booby pins!", "Geometrial", and "WHEEZE! LUNGS GONNA BLOW UP!"
Those inside jokes aren't even really that inside, if you know what I'm saying.
...Now that I have wifi, I have a feeling that I'm going to be spending A LOT of time not-getting-out-of-bed.
Days left until Austin: 17
Last time I showered: Sometime yesterday?
Where I’m at in Naruto: ONBUUUU! (185)
Nail color: “Flirt,” Sally Hansen*
*I hate this color on my fingers. It's kind of a blood purple (the picture doesn't bring out the color too well). I only bought it to bring out my inner Orochimaru. Which reminds me...
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Today, I ate:
9:30am: two pieces of toast, buttered, apple, tea
11:00am: two vegetarian sausages, grape juice
12:45pm: half of a (large) bag of lays potato chips
3:00pm: two and a half large shortbread cookies, buttered
4:00pm: half of an avocado and feta sandwich from Revelations, pickle, chips
6:30pm: apple
7:15pm: two pieces of toast, buttered with honey, tea, three different vitamins
...who needs regular meal times, anyway?
...ALSO, I JUST GOT ONE OF THESE: http://www.formspring.me/hijklmichelle
You can now ask me anonymous questions. Or just talk to me. Anonymously. If you want. And stuff.
11:00am: two vegetarian sausages, grape juice
12:45pm: half of a (large) bag of lays potato chips
3:00pm: two and a half large shortbread cookies, buttered
4:00pm: half of an avocado and feta sandwich from Revelations, pickle, chips
6:30pm: apple
7:15pm: two pieces of toast, buttered with honey, tea, three different vitamins
...who needs regular meal times, anyway?
...ALSO, I JUST GOT ONE OF THESE: http://www.formspring.me/hijklmichelle
You can now ask me anonymous questions. Or just talk to me. Anonymously. If you want. And stuff.
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