DAMMIT! Dammit dammit dammit! I was in such a fucking good mood, and then do you know what happened?! My toilet, which, for no apparent reason, clogged up today, has just EXPLODED. Seriously. It looked liked it was all fine and dandy, so I flushed it to try and plunge it, and what does it do? IT FUCKING EXPLODES. Now it won’t go down, and I can’t flush it again, and I have to wash my rugs and clean the bathroom because the water LOOKS clean but I know it’s NOT CLEAN, and it got all over last season’s colour guide from Fall fashion week, and I know it’s last season but I fucking like it, and my bathroom has that weird chemically toilet water smell, and UNNGH!!! **Frustrated shrieking**
Because as if I wasn’t already annoyed enough about the election and SO FUCKING NERVOUS I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO BE SICK, seriously, not kidding, was sure I’d throw up, my toilet is exploding and volleyball sucks and I am exceptionally bored and frustrated and sick of drama and I want a new president and I want to move and I want to do something new and the country is going to the FUCKING dogs and why the fuck is a stupid Madonna song playing right now and I hate the guys at school or at least most of them and why can’t things make sense or at least not make sense in a way that makes sense to me because I’m stuck in a fucking box and I’M NOT FUCKING COPING VERY BLOODY WELL!
**Sigh** Ok, I feel a lot better now. I rented A Home at the End of the World, which was just beautiful. Oh God, Colin Farrell was absolutely *perfect*. I mean it. I mean, the movie wasn’t perfect, but he was just so lovely. He was *just* what I envisioned, and he was so absolutely adorable, it was lovely. Am cooing over it, I know, but I adored him. And the kids who played Jonathan and Bobby as teenagers were amazing, and of course so were the kids who played Bobby as a child and his brother Carlton. Just very lovely all around.
I ODed on sugar today, which I don’t do very often, but it’s a nice substitute for hard drugs. I am so nervous about the election, so nervous, oh my God.
Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name…
Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the our of our deaths.
One of them will work…I hope. I just want whoever is best for the world to go into that White House. Maybe it’s Kerry, like I’m convinced, and maybe it’s Bush, and I’m severely disillusioned, but by Jesus, let it be who’s best for the world. Cos we need help…