Jackie: A Tale of Perversity and Woe

I feel overcome by a desperate need to write something, but I know whatever it is won't be good enough. Or maybe I'm just too lazy.

Yeah, it's probably the latter. Why the hell must I be so lazy?

You know what? Fuck my laziness; I am going to get started on the feature version of Inverted. Or write another thingy for him&her. Or even write something in my damn journal, I don't know. BUT IT WILL BE SOMETHING OKAY.

...Right after I pointlessly click on some more links. *click click click*

ETA: Never mind. I am experiencing some bizarre kind of mental block. I'll try again tomorrow, but I can't promise anything.

Okay, so I've spent my entire day watching movies and TV shows and fucking around on the computer and I am still monumentally bored. But what I'm really doing is procrastinating on writing. This was supposed to be Writing Day. I was supposed to finish that Jacob/Bella fic for the charity thing I was supposed to be done with months ago, only it sucks and I don't know how to fix it. Plus I was supposed to write another thingy for the beneathwords thing but I only have a sentence. I are a lazy failure. :(

I slept until 1:30 in the afternoon today. I feel kinda like a lazy bum, ha. It also made the evening come much too fast; I wanted to work on the short story for Storytelling class next week. I've decided to be lazy and just re-work that Adam/Claire fic I wrote ages ago. I'm not sure how it would work without the immortality, but I'll figure it out. I have to do it here this weekend because I am no longer in possession of a printer, so.

I'll probably write another Adam/Claire fic sometime soon, also, because if certain things happen in the next episode of Heroes I will NOT be happy and shall have to write fic to blow off some steam. I haven't written a Heroes fic in months, not counting the Zach/Sendhil I wrote a couple weeks ago. And I still need to write the Jacob/Bella fic for the charity auction thing. *is lazy*

And I had another Psych dream last night, and I can't remember what happened in it, although I'm pretty sure it was another Shawn/Lassiter one. I love my subconcious mind sometimes. <3

ETA: Never mind; I used the Dave/Jemaine story. Much easier to make original. I used the names Mike and Steve instead of Dave and Jemaine. I'm sure Sophie will appreciate that. ;)

There was a Plan. It was a good Plan. I was going to do all of my homework as soon as I got home from work so I could have time later to finally watch Pulp Fiction.

It's almost 8:30 and I have not done either.

Now I have to do my homework and I will not be done with it for a while, at least, and thus NO MOVIE.

I have had this damn thing for a week and I still haven't watched it. AND I HAVEN'T WATCHED MORE OF ALIAS EITHER.

DAMN YOU, SHINY INTERNETS. DAMN YOU. ESPECIALLY YOU, fanficrants! You're the true culprit in all of this!

So. The Heroes episodes. All 23 of them. ...Yeah, don't really feel like uploading them all into my computer. And the fact that "Ultimate Showdown" is more than half-complete and is still sitting in my old computer means I'm not going to finish it anytime soon, AND "Where Are You Going" is only about a minute so far...I seriously doubt I'm going to get to finish them anytime soon. Eventually, when I feel like it, I'll download season 1 again and make more vids, but right now I just don't have the time or the patience to sit here and spend hours and hours downloading the eps again. So, sorry to Sophie, who asked me to make that Matt/Bennet vid like a million years ago. I was having a lot of problems with it, anyway...Matt/Bennet is too action-y for such a mild, calm song. You can only use dissolve so many times, you know.

In other news, went to teh jorb today. Just filled out paperwork. Took me---oh, ten minutes. Then I left and drank iced tea at Starbucks while I waited for my mom to pick me up. When I was waiting outside this guy came up to me and was like, "Are you over 18 and non-violent?" and I said, "Um...no." I told him I was sixteen. He said sorry, and explained he was going to ask me to "vote for him" (and I was totally confused when he said that, because he looked like a 26-year-old rocker dude). He complimented my tie-shirt and my "Prada" bag, and was like, "Woah, those things are expensive!", and I told him it was fake and $15, but he didn't believe me...lol. Then he left to go ask some other people to vote for him. I want to know what the hell he's running for, exactly.

P.S. I'm starting to get kinda pissed off, because my new computer screen decides to go black at random moments, and then there's no way I can get back to the desktop, so I have to turn off the power, which isn't good for the hard-drive. This has happened about seven times so far. Anyone know what's up and how I can fix it? It can't be that it gets over-heated---it happens when I've been barely doing anything at all. Oh, and the computer's a Toshiba.

And I don't feel like doing shit. That's right! I don't even want to write my Nathan/OC fic, or watch anything on TV, or even surf the Internet. I just want to SIT HERE and not do anything. Maybe listen to some music while I laze around and do nothing, but that's it.

I'm leaving for Seattle on Sunday night. And my mom said we're gonna have Internet access while we're there, so I can finish the fic and post it while I'm there. Woot.

I'm gonna go sit in the living room and stare at the wall now. Bye.

I think I just may be one of the laziest suckers on this planet. I think I also may be the person who hates Chemistry the most. Out of anybody. Ever.

I find it strange how I can be such a diligent worker some days---gotta get this done! Okay! It's finished! Onto the next thing! Whew!---and all of the other days are like this one: Fuck it. Don't want to do shit. What the hell is the point. English blows. Chemistry blows (literally sometimes). Everything just fucking sucks. I want to play video games and go on the computer and eat greasy, artery-clogging chips until I am 300 pounds. Because I am supposed to enjoy life, dammit, not spend my time juggling a book and my laptop while I try to type out a sentence from said book for my fucking journal entry that is totally pointless and insipid.

But then I think: you asshole, you sound like every other goddamn teenager on this planet. Don't do nuffink, just sit and do whatever useless activity you want because you are a lazy cunt. Eat chips until you're morbidly obese? What is wrong with you? Why can't you wake up and make something out of yourself, you wanker???

And then I think: I really need to stop watching Sean Bedlam videos.

The End.