mystery & misery's Journal

Time:

11:32 pm.

Today was very much misty and sleepy: J. was sleeping when I got to the apartment this morning, and so I ate and then dozed; A. was sleeping when I came home, and so I slept with him until eight. Janeane Garofalo and Joe Pantoliano ("Look at that clown! 'Uh, yeah, I was in The Matrix, uhh...I'm deep,'" says my boyfriend) were on The Factor trying to brave ignorance and smug bravado in the face of Bill O'Reilly, who was a bit mystified by their participation in the celebrity war protest. To both of them (but especially Janeane 'cos she's funny-like), I say, well done, and...keep on? Whatever. We're off to force war on the world, hurrah hurrah
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but anyway, the kitten, princess christabel the first, is snoozing ever so lovely-ish on my lap. A. is watching Howard Stern. Tomorrow will be like today except for minus burritos, and plus going to the gym ("for the first time since we got our memberships last week" she added, scowling, thinking boyfriend's fault, lazy boyfriend, not my fault, no no no).
I cannot believe [the aforementioned] is going to England in oh...hmm, well, five days now, it might as well be. On Monday. And then it will be just me and the cat. No cherry wine sauce duck at the cafe and no sex. the latter is particularly painful to miss as it has these days been. intense. at the very least, pine-worthy. oh, so i'll be lonely. it is a pity but... ah. i have to finish my college application?
and february may just spell california.
somewhere...I forgot I was capitalizing and punctuating properly. tut tut tut.

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