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09/04/2007: "Thank God it's Tuesday"Hey, I know what I mean. I started out the day feeling pretty good. Feeling pretty happy. But then work sucks that all out of me by the end of the day. The first day back from work after a weekend or a vacation. Bleck. Always happens! But only 3 more days to go this week. So, thank God it's Tuesday. Not really a Monday. It's a Monday and a Tuesday rolled up in one.
I'm getting worried about the CRUSH of new TV starting. I have to dust off my videotapes and... clear them off. Mentally. Whatever. Forward through them, see if anything is on them that I want to keep and save it, label it. There won't be, though. There are things I know I haven't watched yet, though. Like an episode of Raines. But I know it takes me two hours to get through one of those episodes, so I have been putting it off. For about 4 months. Heh.
And, uh... I have to do this complicated thing where I record Supernatural and Smallville and save them while I wait for their last seasons to get to me (via Amazon and Netflix), watch the last seasons, then catch up with my videotapes, 'til at some point I'm watching both shows in real time. Whoop! Yeah, yeah, it hurts my brain. But I gotta do it!
Because I suck, that's why. I am sooooo obsessed with the fiction. I was thinking today about how vivid my imagination is. I once had a nightmare in highschool that aliens were attacking the planet and I jumped out of bed, in reality, and ran into my sister's room to tell her we had to escape out the back windows because the aliens were coming in the front door. I actually woke her up. And she said, "What?!!" All mad at me for waking her up. And I was about to tell her my brilliant plan of escape, when I woke up a little more and said, "Wait a minute. Let me check something." I go back in my room, realize finally that it was JUST a dream, and go tell her, "Nevermind," and close her door and go back to bed. So close to total embarrassment. Except now I've just embarrassed the hell out of myself by telling this story here! But I think it's so damn funny. WOW.
And interesting. Because I actually used to believe in aliens. I guess I either don't believe in them now or I am really really skeptical. Something. But in junior high I had this science teacher who would tell us alien abduction stories, you know in between the stories of actual science, and I totally believed him. He was a science teacher! And, sure, he'd begin with, "Now, not everyone believes this, but..." Whatever. I figured he was a science teacher, his word was good enough for me. He also, hee, killed a rattlesnake in front of us and had us eat it. Okay, so it sounds so much worse now than I thought it was then. Geez!
I also had a teacher in junior high who was mad at a student for being a smart mouth or something, so he duct taped him to a desk and duct taped his mouth shut. Totally freaked us all out. WOA. And the kid sitting there red faced with his eyes darting around. It was like a scary crime movie! Ahhhh! He taught me drivers ed too and threw a girl's books across the room at her. For, I have no idea what. He, when teaching me to drive, took me to the busiest intersection in town, my first time out in the car, and the car started jumping around and stalling--it was a clutch--and he said, "We'll just sit here 'til you figure out what to do." Ahhhh! It was a 5 way intersection! Then at some point my friend got to drive and he made her drive on an icy bridge and then had to save our lives by taking the wheel from her. Way to go, smarty! Okay, now I'm mad. Grr. Flashbacks!
Then there was the perverted junior high teacher who liked to look down girls' shirts as he stood behind them helping them with whatever. I didn't worry too much about that one, though. Didn't have anything much to glance down at. And I think I wore shirts buttoned up to 'there'. My neck. That's me pointing at my neck. Wow. These are weird memories. Why not?
These are like things that would happen to Harry Potter. Well, that makes me feel better.
Though I don't think they'd ever have a pervert teacher in a Harry Potter book. Snape would totally duct tape a kid to a chair, though! With his wand. And they'd call it "Snoogle Snarf Adhesive" or something instead of "duct tape". Whatever! Sigh. I'm hungry. I ate too many cookies. That may seem paradoxical. But sugar makes me hungrier. Or anyone, probably. That reminds me, the other day I had some BOK CHOY noodle soup. And the flavor stayed with me for at least 24 hours. I think it imprinted itself on my taste buds. Tattooed itself there. Finally went away. WOW. -I just Googled it. It apparently is a sort of cabbage. On the noodle package it said it was "Chinese mustard". Hmm. Well, some flavor in there stayed with me. And it wasn't a bad flavor. The package was called "Noodle Soup". Which made me think of Joey on Friends saying, "Mmm, noodle soup." Hehehe. "The line is 'Mm, soup.'" "What did I say?" "You said, 'Mm, noodle soup.'" Joey thinks for a moment, "How's that different?" ROFL!!!!
Ow. My stomach hurts. I just did the situps again! And, you know, laughing. Hurts. The stomach. Of a person who just did some sort of situps but doesn't do them often enough for it not to hurt when she finally does them again. BAaahhhh! Ow.
Heehee.
Anyway. I had more depressing quotes planned for this entry. Like this little thing from Buffy that is actually kinda funny. Whilst being evil. Heehee. "Will, back off before somebody gets hurt." Willow: "How 'bout I back off right after?" Hehe, EVIL! I love good writing.
Good dialogue. Then there was a depressing (kind of depressingly uplifting) quote from Little Women. "I love being home. But I don't like being left behind. Now I am the one going ahead." She smiles. Chilling! Cuz she's dying. It's very saaaaad. Claire Daines is a kick ass actor. Darn it. -Ugh, I just Googled that scene, and here is what she says next! "I am not afraid. I can be brave like you." I remember her saying that. So chilling! And good! Weeeee! Anyway.
Wow, the scroll bar in this text box is getting tiny. I've been babbling too long. Ah well. I should probably put some non-cookie food in my stomach soon. Or I'm gonna get the jitters. Sheesh. Hey, my book is coming along nicely. Have I not said? I got a lot done. I thought I'd chat about that later in this entry, but now the entry's over. So, I'd better leave it at that. I guess I'll go. Thank God it's Tuesday!!!! I don't mean to keep repeating that so much, I'm just so glad it's true. Phew! Gotta go.
Later.
