F, 10:30, Web Comics, 13
F, 12:30, Trailer Park, 6CDEF
F, 2:00, Kevin Smith, 6CDEF
F, 3:00, Destroyers of Dream, 13
F, 4:30, Happy Hour, 7B
S, 10:30, Futurama, 6AB
S, 12:00, Space Ghost, 6AB
S, 1:30, Mr. Show, 6AB
S, 2:00, Digital Comics 1, 4
S, 3:00, Digital Comics 2, 4
It was the weirdest thing. I came home last night after work, and no one called up to invite me out and no one called up and asked to come over and no one showed up without calling (that I know of) and nothing was on TV, and I fell asleep a little after 6PM and (except for a strange moment when Iain called up, presumably to ask me to go see a movie with him (I think he figured I was drugged or asleep, cause he didn’t ask), and asked me about trying to use USB in Win2K & how to set up a dual-boot system with Win98 and Win2K instead) slept straight through till morning. I even woke up twenty minutes before my alarm went off. (I didn’t get out of bed until I’d snoozed it twice, but I was just enjoying laying lazily in bed until the last possible minute.)
Happy New year, everybody!
Today is 1.1.1.-1. That means it is the first day of the first week of the first month of the last year before the fall. And by “before the fall” I mean “before year Zero”. I certainly don’t want to imply some global catastrophe to occur on the day I have been counting down to for over a third of this life; that may cause panic.
Like me not posting may cause panic, I suppose.
I turned off the TV, looked at the time, and said to myself just a moment ago “It’s eleven O’clock, and you can never talk to Sara again.” I’m still not used to the idea of that. I used to be able to talk to her … whenever it occurred to me to do so. I used to be allowed to love her. Now even just thinking about her is just a sign that I “haven’t moved on with my life.” Nowadays thinking about any of the people that I’ve loved is just living in the past. What can I do? I still love them. Their memory is recent on my heart, and their impression is still fresh on my life. I know how to live without them, but they will always live with me in my heart, and it causes me great strain to be this way.
I was trying to watch Wings of Desire earlier this evening, but I found myself falling asleep about 1/2hr in at 7:30. Luckily, while I’m passing uncontrollably into sleep I’m still pretty responsible, and I put my laptop to sleep, shut off the TV, shut off the lights… and woke up for no reason just before the Queer As Folk Season Finale came on. I didn’t even know it was coming on; I thought I’d have to wait until tomorrow or Saturday to watch it, since I missed it on Sunday. Anyway, I always think it’s weird when I go to sleep and wake up for no reason after only a couple of hours. I think I’ll go right to bed after the show is over, too, and hopefully stay asleep for longer than 3 hours.