I am so fucking bored right now.
I forgot how much not working sucks ass. I am just sitting here, aimlessly roaming the internet trying to find things to do. Every so often, I go back to an old chatsite I used to frequent called Chatalot. I have such fond memories of those days and dont know where they all went. i have the email addresses of most of the players. i want everyone to get back together for one night for a big ol' party...but it will never happen. i have been on the internet for *thinks* 13 years now...long before anyone else knew it existed.
i have watched its progress and seen the demise of chat integrity. it is ruined by the fact that now everyone and anyone owns a computer. i hate it. it used to be my outlet but now, it just sucks. there is no place to go for a one on one chat with a room full of roleplayers before. i miss it desperately.
the character that i roleplayed was a vampire called Ambrielle Mage. she was cunning and ruthless and everyone in the chat hated her. i loved that about my character. everyone hated her, save for one vampire who was her "husband". it was a cool time though. we would be online from dusk til dawn. no one slept. we all went to our real time jobs as zombies from lack of sleep, but never could you miss a night in the vampire garden. you would surely miss something amazing if you did. craziness was always on the menu and there was always something to look forward to.
anyway, i dont know why i am thinking so hard about this right now. i am in extreme manic mode and being bored doesn't fit the bill very well. i want to DO something. my husband says, how about the laundry.
fuck you, husband. i love you...but fuck you for that one, truly.
I know he didn't mean it in a mean way...but i dont need to feel guilty about not working by pointing out i haven't done anything in this house either. actually, that is nothing he said...just the way i feel.
i am freaking out. FREAKING out. i just want to go to the beach or something. something relaxing and mindless that doesn't include anyone else. just by myself. i am not in the mood to be around anyone today. very antisocial right now. everyone and everything is annoying me, including writing this post.
i think i will end it here and go find something to fucking do before i go out of my mind.
i want to get into trouble.
thats what i really want.
4 comments:
Boy, the way Glenn Miller played. Songs that made the Hit Parade.
Guys like us, we had it made. Those were the days.
Didn't need no welfare state. Everybody pulled his weight.
Gee, our old LaSalle ran great. Those were the days.
And you know who you were then. Girls were girls and men were men.
Mister, we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again.
People seemed to be content. Fifty dollars paid the rent.
Freaks were in a circus tent. Those were the days.
Take a little Sunday spin, go to watch the Dodgers win.
Have yourself a dandy day that cost you under a fin.
Hair was short and skirts were long. Kate Smith really sold a song.
I don't know just what went wrong. Those Were The Days.
:)
wiseass.
Oh come on, you cant see us sitting side by side at a piano playing this song? :)
EDITH!!!!
You could take your MIL drinking. :) Now, that would be some trouble.
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