*drops to floor*
Whoever thought cleaning 1/4 of a room could be so exhausting? My room. Yes indeed. It is being done slowly but surely. Under the layers of dust. dead insects, and whatever else... There's books and papers and bags and alottt of dust pn the floor which shall not be vacuumed till tomorrow. The trash is full too (yay actually threw away things) but will not be emptied until tomorrow when everything is cleaned up.

Am sick of that stupid calendar and these white walls.

So I ended up getting the guts to look at chic flick - Someone Like You - finally! After all, Hugh Jackman is hot. :) Ah yes indeed chic flicks. Why do I bother? All this hoo ha about love and lack thereof and the acquistion, loss, re-acquistion of such. Blah di blah. I was reading Anne Rice's New Tales of the Vampires. Really interesting so far, considered I've royalled screwed up the entire chronological reading order thing. (I'll get em in order one day). Anyways, it's this vampiress chic, Pandora writing her story in this book, and she comments on something about knowing everything about human nature by watching tv. I guess it's true...all you need is some Real World and there ya go. *frown* Indeed.

So the question is - what about this love thing? I guess it exists since 95% of these movies end generally happily (though it's not always a fairytale after as seen through Bridget Jones : The Edge of Reasoning). And one must let go and stand the risk of losing everything to move along. Right. I think so at least. Idiot. Stop pondering on such and make your moves woman.

*wusses out* So will stay in lame litle corner for rest of life. As I was cleaning out today, I happened upon old ... things. Notebooks, with doodles, writings and that kind of thing. It's not like I haven't tried starting over so many times. I look back on those things written on a whim, through desperation for some saving of soul of life.
I also found things of exes. Ah. Shall I delve further? Mmmm no - not after that movie.

The girls and I were just discussing all this boy stuff again. Egads. Talking about combos of traits of certain people that would make the most perfect man (ungay!) forus. Oh..mannn. *snaps out of dream*

I need ice cream. Now. Pweese? :( What's that Stace? Heavenly Hash. Dear Lord...oooooh!