Jul. 5th, 2010

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Just stopping in for a brief hello. I've posted a few times here, and nobody comments at all, even on items that I think would garner some responses, so I very well may be writing to myself here. But I've always said, ever since I started this thing back in 2003, that I'm keeping a journal for me and for me alone, so even if I am the only person who reads this, so be it! And fuck all of you for ditching me! (Though if you're reading this to see my saying 'fuck you,' the 'fuck you' isn't directed at you, of course. You know what I mean.)

Anyway, I started watching True Blood again. I watched two or three episodes awhile back and didn't really "get" it, but everyone is still all gaga for the thing, so I thought I'd give it another chance. Three more episodes under my belt, and I'm starting to see its allure. There's some great comedic gems in the show, almost always involving Tara, the fiesty black best friend, or Lafayette, the fiesty black gay guy, and I'm starting to hate Sookie and Bill less, so that's a plus. And Ryan Kwanten is incredibly pleasing to the eye, so that doesn't hurt. I'll have to get the second season from Netflix soon. There's only twelve episodes a season, but the episodes are sixty minutes each... like actually sixty minutes, not sixty minutes minus commercials. So each episode feels like it goes on and on and on forever... because it does. But I digress.

I've gotten into a slightly more healthy balance between WoW and real life. I still play a bit more than I'd like to, but I've started to read and write and watch TV more, so that's a good thing. (And let's face it, there's nothing else to do in this town besides read, write, watch TV, and play WoW.) Speaking of writing, I finished 7.4, and I've already started 7.5... so just a scene and a half left in this chapter and then it'll be done! Yay!

The scratches I inflicted upon myself during my last flare up of heated itchiness are finally starting to heal into nothing... so that's good, too.

I started using a new shampoo. It's Pantene Pro-V, the medium to thick hair variety, and it's supposed to smooth down frizzles. My hair looks even better than it did using the Aussie shampoo, so it's a keeper. It's also a shampoo + conditioner in one, so I save time as well! w00t!

Kylie Minogue's CD, Aphrodite, hits the stores this Tuesday. I'm lucky, and so I've already heard it, and it's fabulous. I've been listening to it on repeat for days. I hope it does well here in the States. I promise you this: if she tours, and if that tour comes to Pittsburgh, I will be there, even if I have to go myself, sell my body to get the money for the ticket, and hitchhike to Pittsburgh and back again. I will be there. The best song is easily the title track, but they're all great. You should buy a copy, if you like dance music.

Despite all this "good news," I've been in a huge funk lately. I've been having to bite my tongue, close my eyes, and count to ten more times than I like to admit at work lately, and I've wanted to erupt into a violent rage and storm out on my manager at least twice a day for the past week or so. I have little to no patience with my parents now, so I just avoid them, and I actually have negative amounts of patience with my sister, so I ignore her even when she's present. People in WoW have been pissing me off, which is just sad and pathetic that people I only know through a computer game have any effect at all on my life outside of the game, but it's true. I feel a lot like dinosaurs and mammoths trapped in tar pits. There was a time when I struggled against it, but now I've settled myself to the fact that I'm stuck forever, and so now I feel like I'm just sitting around, waiting until it's over. Which is sad and creepy, since I'm not even thirty yet, and I should probably get some sort of therapy. But, again, that's the way the cookie crumbles, I guess.