Boy am I shattered today. So busy at work and to top it all off - my head is pounding - literally!
It's been one of the asshole-people days today. You know, the ones where everyone you speak to just sound and behave like arrogant little fucks.
So what do I do? Well, after finishing work I come home - clean up X amounts of cat puke, do some washing up, feed the cat and the dog, eat some chocolate cake (which will probably make me feel even worse) and then open up my laptop to search for an Xbox 360 game as a christmas present for one of the people on my list (Note: This task is taking an exceptionally long time, because to be completely honest - I haven't got a clue as to what is so great about the Xbox 360 and don't know a thing about any of the games), whilst listening to The Used and then getting bored over looking at non-interesting games and then finally coming to the conclusion that my brain is in fact trying to escape from inside my skull.
Hmmm . . . maybe I should just go to bed.
But then, that could be a terrible decision in itself - seeing as I want to spend a good deal of the day in bed tomorrow - I have absolutely no intention of getting up what-so-ever.
The alternative is to sit back and ignore my pulsating mush of a mind and watch Donnie Darko (which has just started on BBC 2 - in case anyone wanted to know). One of my most favourite films. As strange and twisted as it is, it seems to capture a part of me which the real world cannot - so there you go.
My world on Saturday 17th November 2007.