And once again the world sucks
Jun. 15th, 2005 11:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bending_sickleHaving behaved in deplorably irresponsible manner by wanted 2 hours for self with internet (or that's what mother considers it - gasp! How dare I actually use the net and my time for leasure!) have now lost the plane ticket option worth 119. It's 145. And inconveniently stops in another city. It's also the only possible and viable option.
Head hurts, am thirsty, hate money and don't at all feel like delving into my video casettes for one with space for tonight's Angel ep. To think of all the eps I've missed this week. And it was the whole "The Father will kill the Son" profecy bit, and Holtz being all vengeance-y, and poor Wes being all "Oh noes, I have to betray my trusted friend because there's a profecy saying he'll kill his son and of course I can't just tell him this so instead I'll steal his miracle child that he could never ever have had except by a big help from the PTB". Stupid, poor Wes. And the last ep taped missed out on the Angel-trying-to-smother-Wes-with-a-pillow. Stupid programmed vcr.
Sometimes I think I don't care.
Y'know, if I didn't really really want to go see Jo and get out of this city, at this moment in time I'd be sorely tempted to say screw it.
Then again, mom leaves in 7 days. Is it terrible that sometimes I rejoice at that, seeing it as the beginning of freedom and guilt-trip-less days?
Because I do rejoice. Balloons and everything. Then I'm miserable that she's leaving. Then back to square one with the "why am I not rejoicing instead?".
Stupid square. Stupid airline fares.
As further proof that the world sucks, watched Gosford Park. Was totally not as good as thought it would be. What f'ing intrigue?
Head hurts, am thirsty, hate money and don't at all feel like delving into my video casettes for one with space for tonight's Angel ep. To think of all the eps I've missed this week. And it was the whole "The Father will kill the Son" profecy bit, and Holtz being all vengeance-y, and poor Wes being all "Oh noes, I have to betray my trusted friend because there's a profecy saying he'll kill his son and of course I can't just tell him this so instead I'll steal his miracle child that he could never ever have had except by a big help from the PTB". Stupid, poor Wes. And the last ep taped missed out on the Angel-trying-to-smother-Wes-with-a-pillow. Stupid programmed vcr.
Sometimes I think I don't care.
Y'know, if I didn't really really want to go see Jo and get out of this city, at this moment in time I'd be sorely tempted to say screw it.
Then again, mom leaves in 7 days. Is it terrible that sometimes I rejoice at that, seeing it as the beginning of freedom and guilt-trip-less days?
Because I do rejoice. Balloons and everything. Then I'm miserable that she's leaving. Then back to square one with the "why am I not rejoicing instead?".
Stupid square. Stupid airline fares.
As further proof that the world sucks, watched Gosford Park. Was totally not as good as thought it would be. What f'ing intrigue?
