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anaesthetized (is a strange word)
2003-04-06
i am gonna get a new fone tomorrow. why? because vodafone is pissing me off. and because i am a greedy bitch and want a new fone. but the latter is nothing new and can't be the only reason because if i always got what i want it would be quite a funky life i am living...
yup, so i spent the day watching placebo. and i noticed that watching the same special on tv over and over again can't satisfy me anymore. i really need a new dose.
maja and i made plans for the placebo gig today. probably we're gonna tart ourselves up beyond recognition with loads of glitter and feather boas and all sorts of shit. it would make more sense at a manics gig nowadays and placebo have never really been that glammy kinda band but still...
work tomorrow. i wanna puke. ok, i decided i prefer the early shift because i can actually make plans for after work which will cheer me up and give me the chance to brighten up the day a little if it sucked. only the getting up early bit annoys me. but now usually the sun's up when i get up already which makes it easier. getting up when it's still dark outside feels so wrong to me unless it has some positive reason like going to a gig or catching a flight or something.
ooohhh, there's a documentary on tv now. i guess i'll watch that til i fall asleep...
but still, i got so excited about it that i actually forgot to take a shower and wash my hair so i have to get up earlier tomorrow morning to do that. this happens all the time because when i just hang around at home i feel all unspecial and i don't see the need to tart myself up. showering feels so pointless then. unless i start smelling or something which is when i annoy myself.
i just dunno what to wear. especially shoes are a problem. i don't think i'll manage running around in high heels all evening but tartyness doesn't go along with sneakers, does it? maybe i'll really finally need to get my feet really used to my good old docs. i guess i will do that...
...which reminds me: we should get our tickets soon. the malta ones i mean. that means i finally know when we're flying which is important. if you for example fly at 11pm the first day and leave at 7am the last day it's quite a rip-off because technically you get two days less for the same money. i also hate arriving at a hotel at night because it makes it seem to unspecial. you arrive and usually you get all excited and go to explore things but when you arrive in the middle of the night you go straight to bed and get all confused the next morning. leaving early on the last day is nice, though because if you leave sometime in the evening you still have to leave the room before midday and then you can't do much the whole day. ok, if you leave much later they usually give you the chance to leave the bags somewhere and go do something for a while. but if you leave at like 3pm or so you have to sit around for hours. and i'm the most impatient person alive, i swear.
gosh, i hope the hotel is still as great as i remember it. it was so awesome and so pretty and i just loved it. and the little boat was so great, too. ok, i got sick a few times. believe me, you don't wanna be on an ickle boat when the sea is rough. haha. but it's cool. i remember being all tough like 'naaahh, i won't go sit in the little room on the boat. it's not that bad, i won't get wet. i'll just stay here on the bench' and WOOSH that huge wave washed over me and i was soaking. hehe. won't do that this time, i suppose.
i decided i'll spend at least one day sitting on the balcony with my laptop trying to write something. hey, if the sun and the lovely weather and the pretty landscape won't inspire me, what else will?
boomtown rats - i don't like mondays