So, mark of my mood I guess. I watched the L Word, Series III, Ep 1 today. That, also, was fracking fantastic. And shocking. Really fracking shocking. I’ve kept away from anywhere where I might get spoilers (although I was despately nosily trying to see the ‘scene’ on the Showtime website (denied to all non US citizens. Cheers Showtime).
Anyhow. I
And…yeah. Just so much Yeah.
Who was the woman who played the social worker? What’ve I seen her in?.
I need *more*!
And now, I’m gonna go to bed because I’m fracking knackered. I’ll be up at 5:30am. I feel like shit anyway, I feel like my life’s been sucked out. Some days are better than others, but that means some days are worse.
How have I got so fucked up over a girl again? How?
And why fucking now. Why now? When I need to be working? Why fucking now.
ARGH
My life likes throwing me when I least expect it. And this is one of those get back on the bike and ride situations. Well, heh, that’s possibly an unfortunate choice of words. But… I need something. I want not to be alone, which is bad, because last time I… had a lot of fun. But it may not have been the wisest decision. Actually, it probably was; but I don’t want to do that again, especially for all the wrong reasons.
Just promise me I’m not going to end up like Alice.
