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gmonkey42I'm not actually on cough medicine at the moment but I'm still a little wonky in the head. So if something doesn't make sense, just assume that it would seem much funnier if you had the flu and were also experiencing some head-wonkiness. Like that, right there. Is that funny? I think the word "wonky" is funny. But am I overusing it? And am I overdoing this joke? I think I'm just going to get on with the journal entry.
I went to work this morning but I only stayed a few hours then I came home. I've been in a really foul mood again. I turned on the TV and once again, there was Kylie freaking Minogue and people going on about what a fabulous body she has. While I sit here, unable even to work a full day, let alone go to the gym or TKD. And my belt test is on Friday. Why, why do I keep trying to watch TV? Will I never learn?
So I've been reading SomethingAwful.com to cheer myself up. Awful link of the day: necrophilia site (no, I'm not linking to it. Trust me, you're better off). Daaaamn, that's messed up. What gets me is that this guy doesn't really have some kind of death fetish, he just gets off on the idea of using a woman's body while she's utterly helpless. I like the Something Awful guy's response at the end: "AAAAH! AAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAH! Goddammit, if I can't trust people to not leave their fucking semen sealed up inside my mouth for all eternity, then I can't trust people with anything. That's it, I'm becoming a hermit. Luckily, I already write for a website, so that's a good start." Yeah, hermithood (uhh, hermitry?) sounds mighty good.
Snape's been behaving OK. Only biting me a little today. She's on my bed. She's found this one blanket and she likes to sit and pad it with her paws and suck on it like she's nursing. And she gets the blanket all drooly. I mean, it's cute but eeew. I'm guessing she'll grow out of it.
I had some pie. I like pie.
... I know, some of you are probably thinking "hey, if you want to look like some skinny-ass pop star, why are you eating pie?" The thing is, I don't even want to look like her. She has hardly any muscle tone. And my body simply isn't meant to have really low % body fat. It's like, I know the crap on TV is meant to make everyone have low self esteem so they'll buy more stuff but when I'm sick, even knowing this, somehow it just gets to me. Maybe it's not even so much that it makes me feel bad about the way I look, it's just being reminded that this is how our culture treats women. Whatever it is, it's depressing.
I've been trying to think of more stuff for my pirate monkey resource site. Any ideas? I mean, besides finishing the stuff that I never got around to doing. Not that I'll do it soon. I can't get stuff done when I'm sick. bah.
Edit: Ow. owwww! Not good to be laughing so hard when it makes me cough. So if you don't have the flu, look at this. It actually, no kidding, made me dribble water all over myself. At least it didn't get on my keyboard too much.
I went to work this morning but I only stayed a few hours then I came home. I've been in a really foul mood again. I turned on the TV and once again, there was Kylie freaking Minogue and people going on about what a fabulous body she has. While I sit here, unable even to work a full day, let alone go to the gym or TKD. And my belt test is on Friday. Why, why do I keep trying to watch TV? Will I never learn?
So I've been reading SomethingAwful.com to cheer myself up. Awful link of the day: necrophilia site (no, I'm not linking to it. Trust me, you're better off). Daaaamn, that's messed up. What gets me is that this guy doesn't really have some kind of death fetish, he just gets off on the idea of using a woman's body while she's utterly helpless. I like the Something Awful guy's response at the end: "AAAAH! AAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAH! Goddammit, if I can't trust people to not leave their fucking semen sealed up inside my mouth for all eternity, then I can't trust people with anything. That's it, I'm becoming a hermit. Luckily, I already write for a website, so that's a good start." Yeah, hermithood (uhh, hermitry?) sounds mighty good.
Snape's been behaving OK. Only biting me a little today. She's on my bed. She's found this one blanket and she likes to sit and pad it with her paws and suck on it like she's nursing. And she gets the blanket all drooly. I mean, it's cute but eeew. I'm guessing she'll grow out of it.
I had some pie. I like pie.
... I know, some of you are probably thinking "hey, if you want to look like some skinny-ass pop star, why are you eating pie?" The thing is, I don't even want to look like her. She has hardly any muscle tone. And my body simply isn't meant to have really low % body fat. It's like, I know the crap on TV is meant to make everyone have low self esteem so they'll buy more stuff but when I'm sick, even knowing this, somehow it just gets to me. Maybe it's not even so much that it makes me feel bad about the way I look, it's just being reminded that this is how our culture treats women. Whatever it is, it's depressing.
I've been trying to think of more stuff for my pirate monkey resource site. Any ideas? I mean, besides finishing the stuff that I never got around to doing. Not that I'll do it soon. I can't get stuff done when I'm sick. bah.
Edit: Ow. owwww! Not good to be laughing so hard when it makes me cough. So if you don't have the flu, look at this. It actually, no kidding, made me dribble water all over myself. At least it didn't get on my keyboard too much.
