Monday, January 02, 2006

My Throat Hurts, and other Bullshit

So yeah, I keep getting into coughing fits and it's annoying. I was so sick of coughing at work today that I blew out of there a couple hours early so I could come home and cough in the privacy of my own home. I hate noisy, coughing people so much that when I am one of them I want to kill myself.

I have been having concentration issues of late too. I thought it was because I was sick, but now I'm not so sure. I find myself in the middle of doing something at work or driving my car or sitting on my couch and my mind drifts off. Usually I'm thinking about Beele, sometimes I'm thinking about that annoying cough of mine, but mostly it's Beele. I don't know, I guess I'm into this chick something fierce. I already planned out a return trip back to Philly so I can see her again. I'm fucking smitten and I love every minute of it. Hopefully, hopefully I don't freak her out and scare her off. I have a tendancy to go full throttle from time to time. As Audrey would say, "no shit."

Yeah, so I bought Sirius Satellite radio for my car. That Best Buy gift card covered it, so I guess technically my Dad bought me Satelitte Radio which is ironic considering that is what my sister and I gave him for XMAS. I'm stoked. No more Alice and Chains!!! Left Of Center is all I need. And some Howard Stern on ocassion. I'm curious to see what his new found freedom will sound like.

In other news, Woody Allen movies suck ass. I used to love this man, Annie Hall, Manhattan, Bananas, but over the last 10 years he's had like 2 good movies. I tried to watch Melinda and Melinda last night and it bored me to tears. I was so bored I put on My Bodyguard (1974) with Chris Makepeace, Adam Baldwin, Matt Dillon and a very young Joan Cusack. On Demand is a wonderful thing I tell you. Still haven't made it out to the theater like I said I would for the last couple weeks. I'm kind of getting used to watching movies on DVD anymore. I thought about going today when I ditched work, but then I thought about how I would have been the guy coughing through 3 hours of King Kong. Not cool.

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