January 8th, 2005

Camille Noire

It's just a state of mind.

Feels like I'm just breaking everything in sight now. Hurts, in the distant way in which things hurt at the moment. Quelling the impulse to write to certain people and tell them how I feel just so I know I've napalmed those bridges along with all the others.

I don't like feeling like this. I've got reasons for it, but I still don't have to like it.

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(I've tried patience)

I know, I know you're all enjoying it.

I've just had to stop watching Jerry Springer : The Opera, which is on currently on BBC2 if you're curious. I stopped when I realised I'd run out of things within immediate reach to throw at the TV, and my voice was getting (more) hoarse from shouting at it. When you need to stretch an uncomfortable distance to find something new to throw at the TV, it's probably time to turn it off.

Awful, awful, awful. Awful. I'm so glad I never got around to going to see it live - there would have been carnage; the only survivor would have been the guy playing Steve, who is its only redeeming feature. The rest of them would all be dying slowly in spreading pools of their own marginal talent.

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  • Current Music
    Anything else. I'll take the Nolan Sisters at this point.
Morpheus

"We touch others only briefly."

So said the wise Lady Polgara, or something very similar, anyway - I've not got my copy of Castle Of Wizardry handy - and I feel very much like that tonight. Since it's the weekend...Collapse )

This round of angst was probably sponsored by Hallmark cards : as sincere as Roger Moore's acting.

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    Things from musicals.