yeah, so i spent $5 on a plumbing snake, got home, and flushed the toilet. this time, the water went down all the way! shit, i wasted money on something i didn't need. oh well. it'll come in useful next time i clog the shitter.
i have a birthday dinner coming up today. happy birthday mike!!! the bad news, though, is that i don't feel like going. it's not that i don't *want* to go, it's just that my tics make me not want to be around people when i could be lying in bed at home instead. sigh. like i said, being all ticcy and hurt and all just makes me antisocial. oh well. i'm gonna go and stick it out, all for mike. he's a good guy. :)
my friend alex wrote me an e-mail earlier this week, talking about his addictive personality and such. like, he gets into all these hobbies and is hooked by them. it made me think... what are my hobbies? what are my interests?
and the answer to those questions, i realized, was... nothing. i have no current hobbies or passions or interests or anything! if somebody asked me what i like to do, i'd come up with a blank face and no response. sigh. i've become BORING. and that's one of the worst adjectives somebody could be. *pukes*
i am slightly happy today, though, because cwg IM'ed me out of the blue this morning. she can't hang out this weekend, though, because she has to go home for easter festivities. but still, a random IM from her made my day. :)
you know what's sort of pathetic? i was thinking the other day about how i was all suicidal and stuff a few march's ago. and i asked myself a question (merely as an exercise), "what do i have to live for? why not kill myself now?" and the answer i came up with was... "i want to see _star wars: episode III_"
!!
i think that's fucking wrong. i mean, my answer wasn't to save my friends and family grief, it wasn't anything profound like "i want to have a family," it was a fucking MOVIE that was keeping me alive! sheesh. what i cared about the most was some film that's sure to be bad.
anyways, i think it's time for a haircut. i looked at the top of my head today in the mirror, and damn, i have a lot of grey hair! and if you look closely at my right eyelid, you'll notice grey eyelashes as well. what the hell? is this genetic? or am i just a stresscase who fret about too much stuff? likely, methinks, it's a combination of both.