Tonight I learned something about myself. I am geriatric bait. Creepy old men love me. Ugh. But my pseudo stalker proves that jail bait loves me too. Just not men my own age. Sigh. Whatever. Maybe I'll get myself a sugar daddy
! But only if he's a silver fox. ;)
I just had a strange man tell me his whole life story - because I'm a "really great listener". Ha! Take that second grade teacher who said I had poor listening skills. I guess it wasn't me! Maybe you were just really boring! (I guess I can leave off the "so there" but it is heavily implied.) Somedays though, I think I should've been a shrink, people just randomly tell me their problems. I should be getting paid to listen. Or I could be a bartender, then I'd get tips!
And my stalker is back. Le sigh. I haven't seen him in a week, I had hoped he'd found a new fixation. It is not to be. Oh well. Luckily he didn't hang around staring at me for too long. I really want him to find something or someone else to obsess over. He's a lurker and it is freaking me out!
I'm feeling very very girly today and supremely happy. I just bought a tea set and a fainting couch. I'm thinking a tea party is in order. Hmmm. Maybe an Apocalypse tea party? We'll have tea while we watch Disaster Films and Alice in Wonderland. (The animated version thank you. I like Johnny Depp as much as the next girl but the orange hair does nothing for me.) Maybe give out ZOMBIE ATTACK SURVIVAL KITS as party favors? I've got planning to do!
Ok Nature, what the hell?! Birds falling from the sky, dead fish popping up, and the flooding in Australia? The end is nigh or so I'm told. I guess we'll see! Hmmm. Who else suddenly wants to watch The Day After Tomorrow? Maybe it's just me. Here in the South we like to embrace our possible doom, that's why we like to throw Hurricane Parties. I'm thinking my friends and I should have an Apocalypse Party. Though, you know, I never thought I'd have to wear a sweater on the road to the Apocalypse. Eh. (P.S. If you're as concerned about the flooding in Queensland as I am, you can donate here.)
Welcome to 2011! Soooooo glad we're done with 2010 (well except that we're now closer to our possible impending doom in 2012
but whatever)! In 2010 I made new friends (Go Bobcats!) and shook free of some old (cloying, slutty, stagnate) friends. So yeah, just glad it's over, time to move on! As for resolutions? Yeah, no. I never stick with them so I've decided to just embrace my inner slacker and just say eff that business.... Stop judging me. Fine. I'll make a damn resolution. Umm..... I will stop thinking such negative thoughts about my former friends. Hmm. Yup, yet another resolution I've been unable to keep. Oh well. Maybe next year!
Ok, I know I'm really late to the party here but OMG I love Doctor Who! I have to say my favorite Doctor has to be Christopher Eccleston. He and Rose just have so much chemistry .But I can't help but wonder, why did he leave the show? It is only because of this show that I can say that Eccleston is kinda dreamy. The new Doctor does absolutely nothing for me. He's (in my humble opinion) pretty fugly. Maybe I'm not being entirely fair though. I mean Christopher did set the bar pretty high didn't he?
