I'll be your liquor...

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I will not watch Rocky Horror. I will not watch Rocky Horror.


I'm off to watch Eternal Sunshine.


NOT Rocky Horror.

PS: My back STILL hurts like fuck.

And I want to buy the other Franz Ferdinand cd. Aaaand the rocky horror soundtrack, possibly. Or I might just order that one that has ALL the songs on it. That'd be nice.

Hahaha. Bridget's sitting right next to me. She laughed at me for watching Rocky Horror twice yesterday. Meanie. I so want to make one of those greyscale poster thingies with Tim Curry/Frank 'N Furter on it. It'd be hot. I'd put it right next to my Fight Club one. Then I'd make a Donnie Darko one. Then an Eternal Sunshine one.

Yeah. That'd be kickass.

Bridget just freaked out and knocked out BOTH our headphones. That silly spazz.

God I love Placebo. Maybe I'll buy another of their cd's. Which pushes it up to:

Billy Idol
Prince
Avenged Sevenfold
Placebo

I also want to buy The Green Mile. So good.

Eeeh, they're just about to execute Delacroix in the book, but I had to stop just before. But I KNOW what's going to happen. GODDAMN YOU PERCY!

But Percy's just so goddamn hot in my mind. It's silliness!

I put my stupid shirt in the dryer. Damn me.

Maaaary, you should make me a pretty new icon. And I should get off my lazy ass and make a new mood theme. I SO want a Rocky Horror one.

So...


I'm so out of stuff to saaay.

I didn't swim yesterday because Shawna's an ass and made me walk a lot. And then I was more in the mood to piss her off than to go swimming, so I decided I'd be a pain. And I was. So I read for three hours. Somewhere in those three hours I talked to Swatez for a few minutes, got dinner, and talked to Curtis for about 10-15 minutes. The rest of the time was spent reading. And nearly falling asleep. But that doesn't need to be discussed.

I got deoderant on my shirt. Boo.

I'm so bored. I must be goth.

I just watched Rocky Horror.



And then I watched it again.

I didn't mean to watch the WHOLE thing the second time... but it was enteraining. Audio commentary by Magenta and RiffRaff.

PS: My back hurts like fuck.

I'm going to go watch Rocky Horror now! Yey!

Okay, so, Luke just saw me in all my unshaved, unmakeup-ed, boxered glory.

There's officially no more shame between us.

Score.

Oh fuck, I had so forgotten why I was so overly excited for 24!

SEAN ASTIN IS GOING TO BE IN IT!! HOSHIT!!

And now, I'm going to go collapse in my bed.




So happy.

Today, Dresden Dolls is my emo music of choice.

I got really rather pissed off/emo... mostly about living way the hell out here. So I put on some Dresden Dolls and drew. Then mum came in and talked to me.

So, I really truly hate living out here, but I decided that... whatever... I'm going to start indulging more on myself, because I'm only able to do that for a short time, and then I have to start paying rent and insurance and all that bullshit.

In the next few paycheques I'm going to get my hair dyed and styled, I'll buy a new cd player, or maybe an mp3 player or an ipod. I'll get some new pajamas, and some new clothes. And some new shoes, definately. I'll look at some digital cameras, and start looking at options for my chinchilla. I'll get some new sheets for my bed, and maybe a really nice memoryfoam pillow, or something. I'll look for massaging things (back and feet, preferably).

[edit]And new headphones.

I had a dream last night, and I was working at 7/11. I was helping some guy with something. And then I was in a castle, and I was running around with some guy, some girl, and Matthew Mcconaughey. So then we get to this staircase and this something in a blanket gets dropped, Matthew picks it up, and looks inside, and the sword hypnotises him into trying to kill all his friends.

I just watched Cry_Wolf. What a fucking retarded movie. It was stupid. It had the shittiest plot, the crappiest acting, AND Bon Jovi. I can't believe I made myself sit through that piece of shit.

I've had Slide stuck in my head aaaall day.

And I just started eating my dinner before work. Silly forgetful Kim.

I'm in such a System-y mood. Squee.

But, I have to do my English assignment. Unsquee. But, I guess it's not all that much... just some simple stuff. I already analysed all the poems... so the majority is done.

Still, homework, ew.

I want to watch Rocky Horror, but I probably won't end up doing it.

I got the 15th off. Fucking score!

My feet hurt.

I just finished my poem analysis thing. Woohoo.

I slept all evening again.

I judge today as a productive day.

No, I did not do my homework.
No, I did not clean my room.
No, I did not stay awake all evening.


I came up with a starter to some sort of novel or short story, or something. Whatever I want to turn it into, really.

...And, yeah, I had a 3 and a half hour nap. Still a productive day, to my standards.

I just woke up. Decided to check out some online stuff before I did my homework.


Uhm, Mary, I think I'll quickly download aim and try and catch you online. I lost all my Arcade Fire and Iron & Wine and all that good stuff. D:

I just watched War of the Worlds. I heard both good and bad about it, and after watching it for myself, the world can know that Kim approves.




...No fucking way.

I was just about to go on about how I may just have a new celebrity crush (Justin Chatwin). So I looked him up on imdb.com. He was born in Nanaimo.


What the fuck.


Nothing ever comes out of Nanaimo.

Okay, maybe Vancouver Island doesn't suck as much as I thought. I mean... Diana Krall... Pamela Anderson...



There's still hope, you guys!