Get Out The Abacus

And Count This
 

Here I am again. It's now six thirty, and I refuse to leave my house. I woke up only a short two hours ago, and have done absolutely nothing productive since. I've avoided hanging out with anyone, including my boyfriend, who I have not seen in over a week now. Why? God knows. I just don't have it in me to do anytihng right now. I'm sure that I'll hang out with people later, though. But for now, I'm content in my coccoon. And I don't think that there's anything wrong with that, contrary to popular belief. My parents believe that every minute spent not doing anything is a minute wasted. Come ON. There's nothing like just sitting around and thinking. It's what humans have that sets them apart from everything else. We can THINK. We can BROOD. I intend to take full advantage of that.


On a lighter note, TV season is fast approaching (hence my izzy stevens header) and I have never been more excited. I can't wait to see what happens after the cliffhangers on Nip/Tuck, Grey's, and Lost. I can't wait to see what happens on the new season of Top Model. I'm a television freak. I'm holding back shows to talk about , just so it sounds like I have a life, which I do. That's why god invented TiVo. I excuse my telvision addiction with "It's my passion". Which it is, It's what I want to be doing one day, if my music career doesn't take off, which, let's face it, it probably wont. No one ever gets everything they've ever dreamed of exactly the way that they want it.


I'm in my room with the window open, and it smells like BARBECUE outside. Is it fall yet? I'm done with the distant sound of a lawnmower in the background of everyday life. And not only is it BRIGHT outside, but it's HOT. I hate smoking between classes, because it's so fucking hot and bright that I can't even watch myself melt. That was clever, Cole. I like summer because there is no school, but now that school has begun, I'm ready for no summer. Let's not shove two bad things in my life at once, shall we?


So, I officially work at a SEX store, which, when I'm famous, is going to be a really good story to tell people. "What did you do as a teenager?" - Oh, I worked at a SEX STORE. What a badass am I? haha. I sold a dildo yesterday, and I swear to god, I thought it was going to pop out an everlasting gobstopper. It looked like the gobstopper machine from Willy Wonka, for serious. It's a really entertaining job, let me tell you. Already, I've sold sexy toys to people's parents from ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. It's NORMAL people that buy shit in there. Not weirdos. Soccer Moms, Happy couples who go to church every sunday, accountants, doctors, NORMAL people. I mean, yeah, you get some big weirdos in there, but it's mostly your run of the mill couple that you'd see on the street. It just FASCINATES me. I love it.



Maybe I'll do something now, I don't know.




Cole