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Can't. Sentence. Properly. Rawr. There's nothing quite like waiting for Blizzard to download a patch to your computer. I mean, letting it go for about 16 hours before any progress is made whatsoever. Mmm mmm mmm. I love it. Not. Nicole needs hugs. Go hug her. Because she is awesome. And doesn't deserve this to be happening to her. Yaaaaaawn. I am so incredibly sleepy. Which doesn't make sense. Sure, I went to bed at 2 in the morning 'cause I was playing Galaxies and talking to somebody, but I also woke up at 10:30-ish, so... y'know. Sorry for the multiple topics today, but my brain, she is a-jumbled. I noticed something last night, though. Lately, I've become the sounding board in people's lives. The person they talk to about stuff that they're interested in. And talk, they do. But the thing is... I don't care. Stephanie, for example, is ALL OVER baseball. She is constantly verbally assaulting my ears with facts, scores, dates and times, players, and it just doesn't stop. And I have a few friends who don't understand when I'm tired of hearing about their stuff. They just don't pick up on it. And I am somehow incapable of explaining to them that I wish they would just shut up. But oh well. I just need a place to vent sometimes too, but I hate doing it. I HATE doing it, because I know how it feels to be on the end that doesn't care, y'know? My head is not letting me write effectively. It is focused on something else. I will try again later. <-Ghost-> |
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