Again With all the Writing...

There's a recurring theme here. Anyone else catch it? You know, besides me having the penmanship of a newborn.

Sorry for the previous post. Oh, get used to that word while reading here. "Sorry." It's a word i was born saying. And boy, will it ever get annoying.

You know, i love living close to both the airport AND the fire station. It's a pleasure i'm glad to have had the.... uh... pleasure of having. Actually it doesn't bother me. Being a freak child from Toronto, noise used to put me to sleep (probably why i need music on a regular basis for even just a few hours worth of sleep). The planes and jets fly by all day and all night, and the trucks are called every half hour or so. It's become somewhat comforting.

But don't worry, i still love the quiet life. Back home. *sniffles*

Something stupid happened last night. I was attempting to turn on music last night for my migraine (if it's low enough, music is the only thing that doesn't affect it all the time) but for some reason, my goddamn stereo was on FULL FUCKING BLAST. Pardon the language, but in the middle of the night i'm sure the rest of my apartment building wouldn't want to be scared shitless out of their beds. I never turn my stereo on that loud, especially since there's a newborn (wow, another recurring theme!) right across the hall. It's a cutie.

But needless to say, after sitting right in front of my speakers while this happened, i didn't wanna listen to music anymore. Not when my brain was turned to mush, even moreso than it was before this happened. Les stupid.



Had to post this. I'm so freaking excited for this movie. Anyone wanna come with me? In October? C'mon, i'll buy you popcorn. You do remember popcorn, right? *blink blink*

Shopping needs to get done and, as usual, i am home alone until late. Being a Bitter Billy for just one more second: i hate constantly being alone in this damn apartment. I hate it. I don't like how it makes me feel. If i didn't fear for losing our damage deposit, i'd draw all sorts of goodies on my wall like i did back home (that was awesome). Too bad i don't draw anymore.

Wow, i sure am talkative today. Good thing i'm here, by myself, with MSN not working and no one else to talk to. What a waste of perfectly good Juice.

Heh.

Godspeed and such.