Worse than animals.

I will never understand how human beings can willfully and purposely cause pain and suffering on others. The fact that these people did what they did and probably aren't even giving it a second thought disgusts and saddens me to no end. It makes me sick to think that humans like this exist in the same civilization as I do, when their behavior can't even be described as being animalistic. Animals don't do things like this out of spite or hatred or revenge. It is simply disgusting. And I hope that someday they are haunted by their actions.

groundhog day

I'm living what seems to be a never-ending cycle... get up too early, go to work, kiss ass for 6 hours, come home with plans to be productive but waste time doing other things instead, go to practice, go out, spend money on beer, come home too late, start it all over again. 

I need a magnificent event to happen. Something to get me going again. Something that will change the view I currently have. 


I need a vacation.

I wish I had a hammock. And fewer mosquitoes in my backyard. 

Nothing like a dance party to make you feel like the stereotypical 'ugly friend'. Being walloped by self-consciousness/conspicuousness ain't so grand either. Those things go hand in hand.

No matter what, though... Ben and Jerry are always there for me. I can also guarantee 30 lbs of cat cuddling with me tonight.

PBR-induced musings

Tonight was a Beer Tower night. It was fun, but not as much fun as in previous weeks. We placed 4th, as usual. 

Drinking too much crappy beer makes me think about things I otherwise should just not bother with... among them:

* why do people hold these ridiculous grudges against each other?

* did the coffee shop girl actually give me decaf when I asked for it? Is she trying to kill me?

* I have been so bored lately, even though I am fairly occupied most of the time... what is keeping me in this rut?

* do I just need to get out of this town?

* why hasn't my landlord cashed the rent check I wrote him almost 2 weeks ago? what does it matter if it's a few days late, then?

* is my bike about to fall apart? 

* with me on it?

* what is it about me that makes me nothing more than a passing thought in others' minds? am I that forgettable?

* how come no one makes pants short enough for me?

* where are these slugs I find in my house coming from?? 

* if I died/disappeared/whatever, how long would it be before someone noticed?

* how can I avoid the coming Avian Flu pandemic?

* what makes chocolate milk so damn good? I could drink it all day long.

My brain just doesn't stop. Too bad it's a bunch of useless crap that only wastes time rather than solving any major world issues. Guess that's why I'm just a waitress.

If I can't see you, you can't see me...

Well, I thought that I'd be spending my extra money this week on costuming things for Effie's and on some new jeans.. you know, fun stuff. But, instead that money will be going towards an eye exam and a new pair of glasses. Since my current pair of glasses got stepped on tonight. They are definitely dead. :(  And on top of that, the place I go to only does exams on Fridays, so I'll have to go lense-less for a week. I feel naked. Don't look at me. I have a headache. 

In other news, there was some sort of SWAT situation here in Athens tonight, but I only saw the graphic on the news. The volume on the TV in Taco Stand was down and the closed captioning was turned off. And they didn't show any footage. Bastards. I'm all curious, and I have no info!! 

I also saw a really nasty looking still-shot photo of the Alabama football player who broke his leg in this past weekend's Alabama-Florida game. It's an action shot, taken right when it happened. It looks like even he isn't sure what he did yet, since he's still got his hands on the ball. In the endzone, no less. It's gross. No doubt about it that it hurt like hell. Feet aren't supposed to bend that way unless your name is Gumby. I hope that Alabama got the points for the touchdown, because I think an injury like that is worth six points. 

Anyway, off to bed. Gonna mope about my broken glasses some more. Can't wait to hear everyone tell me how weird I look without them.