It is sad. I was thinking about what I could post about today and I suddenly remembered this great story. I started forming the tone of the story in my mind as I usually do before I sit down to type and, hmmmmm, I started thinking to myself that the story seemed a little familiar. I wondered if I had ever mentioned it in a comment or something. Nope. Totally wrote about it already. I had to look. I’ve been blogging for just over a year and I am starting to repeat myself. Oh god.
I wish I could say that I immediately thought of a brilliant new story to write about for your reading pleasure but that didn’t happen either.
Life is, well, boring right now.
I suppose after what my last year entailed this is a good thing.
But not fun for you guys.
So I am going to give you a run down of my last few boring days and you will just have to deal with it.
Hold on. I have to go look at my Day-Timer to see what I did. It is that memorable.
Ok, I am back. I tried to watch a couple DVDs I got from my mail-in rental service and both sucked so bad I just put them back in their envelopes and mailed them off unwatched. Then my mom popped over for a visit and we talked about mundane life stuff. After she left I went downstairs and started doing some laundry.
*Mrtl Style Tangent*
I have this total pet peeve with my neighbours. The majority of them will go down and start a load of laundry (or five) and then just abandon their stuff in the washer/dryer. I HATE IT when I have to haul somebody’s clothes out of the washer and/or dryer because I KNOW it is not like they just leave them for an hour or two but there is ALWAYS 3-6 abandoned loads in varying states of dampness/mildew/crispy dryness piled all over the counter and machines and those loads will stay down there for several days, if not WEEKS, before they are collected. And this usually happens only when the owners go down to do more laundry so those old loads are quickly replaced with new abandoned ones. Doesn’t anybody run out of underwear? I have a weeks worth and then I am FORCED to do laundry. Let me tell you if I was manager of this place there would be a 48 hour time limit and then any left laundry would be chucked in the garbage. I am a hard-ass that way.
*End Mrtl Style tangent*
I wrestled with several piles of homeless laundry to get my 3 loads done in a timely manner. Everything was dried and removed from the premises by night’s end.
Later that night I chatted with my upstairs neighbour in the hallway who I am pretty sure is the most heavy-footed individual on the planet. He is a very nice guy so it is difficult to loathe him. However, I managed a fairly healthy hate-on the next morning when he started dragging furniture around his apartment at 8:30 am. On a SUNDAY, people. That could get you killed in some neighbourhoods.
So here we are on Sunday.
I did a very tidy job of frittering away several hours on the computer. I have no recollection of what I did exactly but before I knew it it was time for The Oscars. I was planning on boycotting the whole thing as I inevitably find it very dull but since it didn’t really interfere with my later TV watching plans I turned the sucker on. I was not disappointed. Two words – BO-RING!! I have to admit that I have not watched most of the movies nominated. I guess I could blame that on my cancerous year but I rarely see films in the theatre anyway. Don’t know why. Usually by the time I decide I should see the film it is gone. I am not that spontaneous, I guess.
I made channa masala (curried chickpeas) for dinner and I then watched Bad Boys 2 for the single reason that it features a small role with my boyfriend, Henry Rollins. He was on the first 15 minutes and never seen again. I didn’t know this and watched the whole damned thing. Not great. Then I watched a show about cancer. Then bed.
I know. Really exciting.
Today I read blogs, watched talk shows, and ate curry leftovers. I made an appointment to get my hair cut next week too.
The truth is that my anxiety is very bad so staying close to home is very comforting right now. It also doesn’t help that I have no money to do fun stuff like see movies or shop or eat out. Home is a good place for me right now.
But this makes for a very tedious blogging for you.