Thursday, June 19, 2008

first we run and then we laugh till we cry

Damnit. For the past two days I've had all of these ideas running through my head as to what I'd write about. "No," I told myself, "You must wait at least until Thursday to post again. Just wait. Ruminate on what you're going to say." And here I am, finally 'allowed' to write and...I've forgotten what I wanted to write about. There are always my reliable fallbacks- how annoyed I am teleporters do not exist/the fact that a certain someone has not been online to amuse me since Saturday (no, seriously, the fact that he is in Switzerland/Italy is just not an excuse), the latest in the soap opera that is Phil, a pointless iTunes survey that entertains no one but me- but they're so hackneyed. Yeah, I've decided I should put my SAT vocabulary to good use. That way if Masa ever finds this he'll have to use the dictionary at least twice per paragraph. It's not pretentious. It's my way of annoying from afar. 

Alright enough with the jokes that aren't applicable to anyone actually reading this. Oh yeah, that's what I was going to write about. That sound is me doing a victory dance. Grande Green Tea Lattes + Me = Enough energy to solve the energy crisis. Well, at least for the US. I can't help China. Not yet. I was going to write about how I claim to be writing for no one, as only Sofa (and maybe Tyler or Matt) will read this, and yet I endeavor to be charming and witty all the same. In addition, wouldn't it be rather odd to craft these just for me to peruse them later? 

Then again, maybe if I didn't write them (or type them- in this day and age, do I have to specify?) I would actually talk people's ears off. You know, like, in Harry Potter Dumbledore's got that Pensieve thing to siphon off his excess thoughts. Perhaps this is the only way I can, because I clearly am not magic like them. I almost said 'because I don't have a wand', and then I realized that joke would only degrade. And I prefer my inappropriate jokes to be just a little more unique.

OH I FORGOT ABOUT THE GAME DAMNIT! Germany is playing Portugal. Germany is owning Portugal. I'm really rather aggravated at ESPN. They have this ESPN360 thing where you can see the games- but only with Verizon or some other provider. Max watched tennis at school now. I should call him and ask. I miss soccer. Dunno if I can even play. Even though there's nothing physically wrong with my knee, it still aches. Oh, and I'm wicked out of shape. I don't know if I could even run a mile and a half. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT PORTUGAL! Deutschland hat gewonnen! I need to practice my German. I've forgotten so much of it.

Anyway. Oh man, I'm going to add that to my list of things to do one day- go to a Euro Cup or World Cup game in Europe. The games are exciting enough as it is through the tv- I can't even imagine what they'd be like with all the riotous fans. I want to watch the game tomorrow but I have to work. It's really too bad that the only TV we have in there just replays scenes from movies over and over again. It should be put to better use. Namely, supplying me with entertainment. Hey, it'll increase my patience level with customers. Yes sir, I will tell you FOR THE FOURTH TIME IN THE PAST 10 MINUTES, we do not have the iPhone, being as it is not yet July 11th. Yes, that's when it's coming out. No, we don't have the old one. No, you do not have the right to be annoyed with me for this, but thanks for letting me continue my pattern of answering.

Oh damn. I want to continue my witty, but I've been distracted by the thought of a completely different rant. Mainly about boys. And this is not the place for said rant. It clearly violates the separation of purpose between my two journals. Thus, off I go. 

Plus I should probably eat, having had nothing but half a bagel sandwich. Ah Jersey, what do I do without your bagels?                                                                     

1 comment:

Sofa said...

Sometimes when I write my entries I often hope to be able to reread then in a few years & think "damn I was amusing" as opposed to "damn I was RIDICULOUS." The latter is how I felt when I read my old entries on other sites.

I really want a bagel. There's this place near my job that sells good bagels. Well. I don't know if it's because the bagels are good or if it's because it comes from a place called "Hot Jumbo Bagels."