Excessive

Yeah... tonight is the kinda night where I want to update because I have a shit load of things on my mind, but I don't feel like writing at all, so it feels forced and chances are the entry will be short, poorl written and... umm.. some other word, probably lacking substance.

Last night was another night of fun, although most of the fun took place in my living room, listening to music with Mark and making him guess what artist or song it was. At around 1:30am we made our way to the dissent, and met up with Kurt, and Dave showed up shortly after. Cam played Like Tears in the Rain and Goldfrapp, so I was happy. Nothing bad or stupid happened so I was happy, and on the way home Mark and I grabbed a sub from the now 24/7 subway, and that was the night.

I awoke slightly hung over this morning... I don't really remember much... just drinking lots of coke and/or orange juice, putting on music a few times and slamming my face back into the pillow. It was quite the struggle to get up and do something today... eventually I went to the movies with Michelle to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith (out of my love of Brad) and it turned out to be good fun, nothing with any depth but I didn't need it for what it was, it was just fun action and some really funny little things.

The rest of the night: I got Mark to burn Stir of Echoes, a little known movie, but my absoloute favorite horror movie, because I LOVE creepy as hell, thriller/mystery type horror movies (as opposed to the 'killer after everyone' type). After about 3/4 of the movie (and I was very much into it) the dvd cut off and said it was unable to read the disc. i tried it in my laptop with two different programs and it would just freeze the application. needless to say, i was pissed off. I love the movie, was really into it, wanted to see the ending but nope, I was stuck with a blank screen and nothing to do. grr. wrecked the end of my god damn night.

Now I'm actually pretty god damn bored, don't want to go to sleep, am watching CSI miami, and I'm thinking way too much... about people, the things they say, and I wonder if people actually take any time to think about the things they write or say... as days go by, people are saying more and more stupid things, most of the time in an attempt to be dramatic or... something... something that would drive them to say retarded things. Also, trying to get close to someone, or act a certain way, only to have it (not only be confusing) but just either backfire or seem completely pointless, is frustrating and depressing (and 'get close' to someone, doesn't neccessary mean in a romantic sense, as I'm sure all of you reading this thought I meant).

I'm sure I'll write more about my frustrations at work tomorrow while I'm slaving away helping stupid people solve stupid problems caused by their own stupidity and ignorance... and as for the rest of this night, I'll just turn this bad boy off, lay back and I dunno... attempt to take a god damn breath... it's really something I don't do anymore.

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