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i got my brooklyn library sunday!
my only complaint is that they didn't give me a key chain card the way that nypl did. that one is uber cool. the size of a grocery store savings card, it makes it easier to keep on hand. i. am. easy.
i could, in theroy, use that new york library card, but
my only complaint is that they didn't give me a key chain card the way that nypl did. that one is uber cool. the size of a grocery store savings card, it makes it easier to keep on hand. i. am. easy.
i could, in theroy, use that new york library card, but
- a i owe them money. while it's a small enough amount i could still check out books at a ny (read: manhattan) branch, i'm not sure enough if i'd still be able to use it to check out books in brooklyn.
- b by having a brooklyn library card, i help; to ensure future funding here. more library cards = more money. more money= more books. more books = more happiness. get it?
- c i just love the idea of getting a library card on a sunday. like i said, i'm easy.
- d because owing money to one library, isn't enough. i simply had to make myself available to help support yet another place of
worshipliteracy through my delinquency.
before i get attacked in any way, shape, or form for a or d (or b or c) yes, i owe them money. yes, i will pay it back. someday. sort of. i've decided that library fines help pay the electricity. this is "my way" of giving back. . . but seriously, i think i've mentally conditioned myself after 2 decades that my life is not complete unless i owe some money to some library somewhere. it's not that i necessarily intentionally take the shit back late, it just happens. out of control. honest.
i'm a bad, bad person prone to doing bad, bad things. perhaps this shall be my excuse.
and let me further say that i did start this new relationship out by buying a raffle ticket to help support the place. i would have bought more, but i have ZERO cash flow until i get paid. . . . either wednesday or thursday, whenever the money gets deposited.
i watched my shows today. (my "stories". . .) i'm not sure what the point of american idol was tonight. make fun of the rejects? ooh yay! the whole william hung thing, i'm just so apprehensive about it. i have NO FAITH in humanity. the army girl's still cute and actually has a voice. too bad they didnt pick her first time around. (damn that wench paula!) maybe i could have figured out the theme if i wasn't so busy flipping back over to seventh fucking heaven. what the hell is with me being such a moth for that show? it goes against my religion. yet, still, i watch (and swear and curse) far too often for my own good. why, lord, why?. . . .what else. . . ah, forever eden (simultaneous with seventh heaven AGAIN). "how'd your toes get so dark?" who says that? but, i hope she boots that sleeze who tried to get into her pants while she was toasted. YOU JUST DON'T DO THAT.
finally, of course, average joe. i actually almost thought brian was going to win. but she went with mr. wood. and i'm still soooooooo confused. he left becuase her ex was fabio??? again, who does that??? "oh, any guy in america could understand his reaction.. huh? insecure much?
though, i still don't get how she justifies dissing the guys after her "mother" make over for saying that they like women who look like they take care of themselves when she said the same thing previously to ditch guys who weren't so pretty.
adam's returning in 2 weeks. i wonder if there will be any "average chicks" competing. whatever. all those guys just went for the beauty anyway. i don't have all that much for sympathy for anyone who so grossly mistakes lust for love. you don't justs see someone and fall in love with them. you fall in lust first. love might grow from there, don't get me wrong. but it does not start with love.
bah. a lot of people i''ve met get all bitchy that they get passed over for someone with better looks, but then they turn and do the same thing to somebody else.
and back to last week's tv, i'm pissed the bimbo got the money on the big fat obnoxious fiancee. she agreed happily to dating, making out, whatever it took when she thought her partner in crime was going to be a hunk. suddenly, it's mr. big. and, before his "obnoxious" personality is revealed, she's ready to bawl. .and bawl. and bawl. they might as well have called it watch the girl cry. little brat didn't deserve to win.
bah-ness.
why do i care to ramble so much? because i can. because i prefer to have no life. and because it distracts me from doing something about my goddamn job situation. oh, and because i just love feeling my brain rot.
EDIT my apologies. i apparently now seem to be starting to write valley speak more and more as well.
i was gonna rant about this too!
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but not paying library fines?
tsk tsk.
I am much happier with no TV. And figuring out what TV show people are talking about is so much more of a challenge now.
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i am actually doing good by doing bad.
i have no excuse for my tv compulsions. it's just there. at least i don't have cable.
ps im bored so im adding you. muahhaahahhaah.