January 23rd, 2002

(I've tried patience)

Happy Wednesday...

...which is almost as novel a concept as happy Thursday - but that was last week.
~hugs to all~ Thanks for your collective sterling achievements in cheering me up yesterday, whether by starting fireworks inside my head or just generally being wonderful as I read back through your journal, or whatever you happened to do. Thank you. ~s~

For some reason, my mind has made itself up that every day this week I'm going to be unjustly preoccupied thinking about one of the people I met on Saturday. ~shakes head~ If only it'd choose the obvious people, I wouldn't keep being so thrown by it...

  • Current Music
    'Wherever, Whenever', (or Whatever), Shakira.
(I've tried patience)

Oh, for god's sake...

....someone remind me I'm supposed to be acting rationally at the moment?

I'm really sorry, everyone. ~s~

  • Current Music
    An aria from Der Rosenkavalier by Richard Strauss. Really.
(I've tried patience)

The entry I was *supposed* to be posting...

...was one about what a great morning I'd had, 'cause Wednesday mornings are dull as a Quayle speech normally, but I spent the entire morning drawing various cartoon strips featuring my friends (still, I hope) from Saturday. ~g~
I then got angry for no reason and ended up raging in LJ instead. I'm very sorry about this. Seen error of ways, etc etc etc. Sorry.

I feel really, really stupid, so please accept my apologies and...yah. Just forget today's entries. ~s~

  • Current Music
    'Sit Down', James.
(I've tried patience)


Reasons why I need a Geoffrey Mason of mine own, #46 :

Me : Tell me why I'm doing this.
Also me : Because I'm not good enough for him, so much so that he has to advertise. ~wince~ Because I got angry with him. Because I apologised when I wasn't really sorry. Ouch - and because I wasn't really sorry, and I should have been...
Me : Anything else?
Also me : ~hiss~ Because....because I forgot we had an English essay today, and I forgot to bring my book, and then I wrote an appalling essay - *oh* - ok, ok, I barely wrote an essay at all...that's it...would you stop now?
Me : You've missed one.
Also me : I - stop it god it *hurts* - I *haven't* -
Me : The last reason I'm cutting myself...go on, you can do it...
Also me : The last reason I'm cutting myself...I *hate* you...
Me : You really think that's a helpful comment here?
Also me : The last reason I'm cutting myself...is that...whenever I feel bad about something...I cut myself...and that's wrong...ok? Ok? Can you stop now? Please?
Me : Sure.

~sigh~ It's just not the same...~shakes head in tragic fashion~

  • Current Music
    'Wish You Were Here', Incubus
(I've tried patience)

Three things, and then I *promise* I'll shut up...~g~

1) I feel like Kofi Annan right now. No, there isn't much of an explanation available for that. ~g~ Sorry.

2) I've been referring in my "Current music" for a while to a song called 'Wherever, Whenever' by a kind of Aguilera/Mariah crossover called Shakira. I just looked up the lyrics, 'cause I couldn't quite believe it, but she actually *does sing* this :

Lucky that my lips
Not only mumble
They spill kisses
Like a fountain
Lucky that my breasts
Are small and humble
So you don't confuse them
With mountains

I have a feeling it lost something in the translation...

3) Earlier I had that Groove Armada song in my head - "If everybody looked the same, we'd get tired of looking at each other..."
There are clearly some LJ users they've never had the good fortune to set eyes on...*

Like I said. I promise I'll shut up now. ~s~


*Mind you, if everybody looked like *that*, no-one would ever stop looking in the *mirror*...~s~
  • Current Music
    'Moi Lolita', Alize.