A Little Update
current mood: gloomy
current song: "Oldflame" - The Arcade Fire
It occurs to me that I have gone a couple weeks without writing an entry.
I haven't done that in a long, long time.
What can I say?
There's literally nothing new happening.
OH! Wait. That's a lie. I work at Blockbuster now. Which is kind of rad. I've come to the conclusion that I'm a movie nazi. Go fig. I love telling people that the movie they're holding sucks hard and reccommending something actually worth. Which has been Me, You and Everyone We Know most of the time. Matthew was correct. So fucking phenomenal. See it if you haven't.
Ahh, what else, what else.
I'm actually managing to save up money, which is sort of new for me. What to do with said money ... remains to be seen. There's no one to really get an apartment with. A lot of potentials, no definites. I'm not compromising here. It's either Brooklyn or Queens. Pick one. I'll live with you. Just get me the fuck out of this town. Please.
My hair is getting unruly. Meaning it's time for a trim. This is what's passing for news in my journal nowadays. Fucking pathetic.
It's apparent that I need a significant other, if only for the fact that I need to get over A) ex-boyfriends, B) straight boy crushes, and C)crushes on my 40 year old married boss.
X-Men Legends II. If you ain't doin' it ... umm ... do it.
In dire need of new music/book/movie reccomendations.
And human contact. Don't forget that one. That one's a biggie.
I'm so fucking close to deleting this journal. For no reason at all other that I just got the urge to.
Okay it's gone.