Random Thoughts VII

I have barely had any sleep. I went to bed at 5AM, tossed and turned for 3 hours, sobbed hysterically (there is just something incredibly aggravating about trying to fall asleep when you are completely and utterly exhausted and sleep will not come), and then finally conked out at after 8AM. Was up off and on until about 1:30PM. Those three hours I couldn't sleep were spent with my mind running and running and running. I'll give you one guess as to what my mind was running about. And I was getting angry. I was angry over the situation and angry because it was making me angry. If my beloved Deee-Lite poster wasn't hanging next to my bed, I would have punched the wall. If my parents weren't home, I would have put my pillow over my face and screamed as loud as I could. God! I can't stand it. I just want to reach into my skull and pull my brain out. I miss the days of forced lobotomies and manditory sterilization. Seriously. I am not kidding. It's extreme, but anything has to be better than this.

For some reason while out on a run today, I thought of when I was in the hospital and half way through my stay, this really hot guy was admitted. He had big muscles, but not the kind that make me want to projectile vomit. And right before he came, an older man had been admitted. He was foreign, Czech or something. And he had a habit of walking around completely nude (and yes, sadly, this was my first view of a real life adult male penis, by which, I mean in person; I have seen plenty in movies and anatomy and human sexuality books) and not just that, he had a habit of, uh, going to the bathroom in every place but the bathroom. But back to the hottie. He was pretty angry about being admitted and he joined the group of people I hung out with and one day at lunch, he said he wanted to do something really outrageous. So I told him to walk around naked. Everyone laughed. What they didn't realize was I was dead serious.

Am I the only one who sees something wrong with FC Kerbecks's webpage address (www.fckerbeck.com)?

If I have to see one more commercial where some stupid dunce is praising a weight loss drug and omg! look at their body now! I am going to scream. You do not get a six-pack from a drug!

I'm smart, but I don't have the best common sense, but it is a little absurd that it took me all these years to finally realize that "White Lines" is about drugs. But to be fair, the only version I used to know was Duran Duran's cover and I was in elementary school when it came out.

Bees and other like insects are idiots. Stinging is used as a defense mechanism, they feel they are being threatened, so they sting you, and what happens to them? They end up dying anyway.

Why do horror movies always come out after the holiday season? Isn't that what Halloween is for?

Two years ago, almost three, my father brought me home a book that a co-worker found on an airplane called Trading Up and it was by Candace Bushnell. I am reading it again and I honestly have no idea how I ever read it before. The book is too damn drawn out, Janey is intolerable....I just want to punch that bitch in the face, especially when she throws a hissy fit in Italy. Maybe it is just me, but why does it seem like the people you hate the most are just like you the most?

I noticed one of my pictures wasn't showing up properly and when I clicked on it, it took me to an odd link with bandwidththief at the end of the link. Now I know what bandwidth thievery is, but I looked it up anyway. I found a webpage that explained that linking a picture from someone's page to mine was considered bandwidth theft. I had no idea of that, but it was by pure accident: therefore, I am not apologizing for it. Removing the picture is sufficient enough. I'm not going to stand here and be called a fucking thief. If that webpage explaining bandwidth theft thinks I would honestly post a picture with "reformed bandwidth thief" on my page, they can think twice. What a bunch of hooey. I ain't no damn thief.

It's too bad that no one can hear "Christmas At Ground Zero" by Weird Al anymore. It's one of those songs that is disturbing and disturbingly realistic, but it's fucking hilarious. And it was out long before 9/11; since the Cold War. I can't wait for the end of the world to come. I can't wait to meet the religious right and Sarah Palin and Bush and Cheney and all them in Hell.

Funny I was just thinking about it- the Doublemint gum commercial is back. Not that I am complaining- Chris Brown is hot. And speaking of hot- I must remember to watch Children Of Men. I started to watch it the other day, but I missed the beginning. That movie scared the hell out of me, BUT....Clive Owen is muy caliente. He reminds me of Paul van Dyk. Meeeee-ow!

lol- did you know Doublemint has it's own Wikipedia page?