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Self-Portrait 3
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My plans to spend the day in Birmingham tomorrow have suddenly fallen through, leaving me with an entire day to myself. What to do, what to do?

--Sleep late.

--Clean my apartment.

--Finish the DVD spreadsheet.

--Finish the utility belt list.

--Spend some time outside reading, if it doesn't rain too much.

--Go to bed early, for Saturday, and get a good night's sleep.

I hate it when I'm doing something with someone and they have to back out on me at the last minute. I have no problem with spontaneity and I'm very flexible when it comes to finding ways to spend my time, but still, I like to have at least a little warning. I hate organizing my weekend around something and then finding out right before I go to bed that it's been called off. Then again, if I'd waited until first thing tomorrow to check my e-mail I'd be genuinely pissed instead of just kind of irritated, so there is that, at least.

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Self-Portrait 3
hellblazer
I'm actually fairly well pleased with myself. The only thing on my list that I haven't accomplished yet is the utility belt list, and I'm actually intending to do some work on that before I go to sleep.

I decided that I need to take a bit of a break from the reading and play around online for a while. I'm three hundred pages into Order of the Phoenix, and so far I'm liking it very much. I hope it follows through on the darkness that's coming in around the edges, but after the way Rowling punked out on the ending of Prisoner of Azkaban I'm not holding my breath. But, I do have a prediction or two--

--If they keep on the dark turn the story's taking I wouldn't be at all surprised if Harry has to kill someone before the book is over with.

--Ron and Hermione are totally gonna do it.

With the exception of not being able to do a decent forward roll to save my life (or a decent roundhouse, now that I think about it), Kung Fu is coming along fairly well. At least, it seems that way to me. Luke's probably ready to write me off as a lost cause.

And speaking of lost causes, Mallet blows more than I would think the laws of physics would allow. It pisses me off to no end that three or four people being childish, immature, and unable to handle having the least amount of authority has ruined one of the finest things I've ever know in my life. And it pisses me off even more that there was a time I was dumb enough to call these people my friends. No more of that shit, tho'. There was a time when Luke and Roach called them friends, too, and look what they did to them. There's absolutely no reason to believe they wouldn't have done it to me if I'd stuck around long enough.