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Something like faith.

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Location: Kingston, Ontario, Canada

With all the issues under the sun.

Saturday, September 6

mm. Other than spending 2 hours locked out of the house my day wasn't so bad. Actually, i watched an amusing episode of Clone High, in which Ponce De Leon dies. (Rest In Peace). In complete honesty, though, I'm debating a new jacket. There is this one and this one and this one. So, I'm not sure which i like best (though truthfully, i think it's a cross between the *traditional* biker jacket and the bomber. i REALLY like the bomber). Anyhow.....so this might be a *serious* investment. Just a thought, though. And i obviously wouldn't buy anything without trying it on, first. I'm off to read, though....two new books = one happy sarah!

ta!

Friday, September 5

Mom is angry 'cause she just locked her keys in the drawer. And we're here all alone. I'm pissed off because I could have been home by now, if it weren't for her (normally I wouldn't care, but she was being grouchy about it....like snarking at me about the pitiful state of MY keys. Good GRIEF they're just keys).
Not to mention I'm fucking exhausted for no reason that i can think of.

Thursday, September 4

I never wanted the stars
Never shot for the moon
I like them right where they are
All I wanted was you.
So baby just turn away
'Cause I can't face the truth
All I'm trying to say
Is all I wanted was you.

(I want You, by Bon Jovi....the chorus)



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You know, one good thing about working in an office with all women is that when they potluck they really potluck. Not to mention that you can eat anything you want without worrying about what the hot guy from marketing thinks about your wolfing down three helpings of the blueberry-marshmellow thing. I don't, however, feel all that comfortable with the plethora of married women. (I swear - they're all either moms or pregnant. Even the young ones.) I feel like they look at me and judge me for not wanting to hold their babies (of course, the babies stayed away from me...I've only ever met one kid under the age if 2 who was naturally drawn to me. She was the most adorable thing ever, though I think she just thought my curly hair was funny. Can you blame her?) Anyhow...I should get back to work.

ta for now.

Tuesday, September 2

DAMMIT!
Why?! Why must he be beautiful, smart and funny?! WHY! *sighs* He has a degree in Economics and Foreign Relations (or something along that line) and he's really clever. WHY are there no men like this for the lonely young-adults of the world?! *weeps* ohhh my dear ryan....Benjamin....whomever....how you fill these dull hours with amused laughs and false patheticness (ok, so I may be stretching the truth....) meh. I was lost when i read an article in which he referred to russel Crowe and James Dean as "Mr. Crowe" and "Mr. Dean". Either he's Mr. sweet from down south or he's very good at manipulating the public. Either way it's cute, though I prefer the latter. Don't ask me why, I just do. I'm hungry. I think i have cookies left from lunch. I've already polished off most of the jalepenio chips from friday (blast it! Why do i eat so much?! *shakes head* oh you pig you.) not to mention some greek salad and a sandwhich.

This is the most bizarre blogger thing EVER! Anyhow, so I'm sitting here looking for pictures of Benjamin Mckenzie online (yes, i AM at work, yes, I AM that bored...) and lo and behold there are only a bunch of pictures of him smiling. Now, don't get me wrong - he has a nice smile - but what REALLY gets me are those glorious sad eyes of his. Each time it sends me into this fit of giggles and the like. Anyhow maybe later I'll put up a few nice pics of him....:P
*sighs* Bet he's a jerk, though. THe beautiful ones always are....though in the show, I'm getting tired of his and Marissa's 'will they won't they' thing. My bet as to what happens? Luke's family (Marissa's BF) takes MArissa in b/c her family is bankrupt. Why? Because they can't get rid of her yet...though I wish they would. BUT she's too much of a plot point right now.
Is this too pathetic or what? I'm sitting here writing about a primetime drama about a guy who i will never (realistically) meet. meh. I'm still a teenager - YOU HAVE NOTHING ON ME! lol. boredom reigns here at work. Man - i wish I was an actor, and could make a living at acting. it's more fun than what I'm doing, that's for sure -! Gah.
ta for now.