Thursday June 7, 2001
Mikey and I got into a fight again this morning over the computer. I was pissed off because he was online last night until 11:30. It upset me because then he wants to go straight to bed. I feel like he should spend some time with me, but of course if he decides to be online until that late, he's too tired to hang out with me. I mean we are talking "going to pass out" tired. That puts me in such a bad fucking mood. It's like, if you are going to stay up to play that stupid game, then you better plan on at least an extra half hour to be with me.
Usually I sleep in the morning and he gets online before he goes to work. I was awake this morning though and he still thought he needed to be on the computer. It was such a stupid fight really. It involved pulling the phone cord and disconnecting the computer's power cord. Stuff like that. In the end I ended up online, but he left without giving me a kiss. Really lame that it bugs me so much. I know, I know. It does though. Bugs me a whole bunch.
I watched a strange movie last night called "Cherry Falls". It was about a killer who went after virgins. When everyone found out it was like a complete rush to fuck like bunnies. Which is, of course, exactly what I would do. If for no other reason than, who wants to die a virgin? There was a point to all the screaming and blood, but not a very good one. I still kinda liked it though. I'm becoming a fan of Brittany Murphy. She was in the killer cop movie I watched a few days ago. I never really thought much of her before, but I admit that she's growing on me. Jay Mohr was also in it and for some reason I just thought he was really cute.
Kelly has joined a contest at Xanga. It's kinda hard to describe it in a way that truly depicts what goes on. It's like a popularity contest when you get down to it because people vote for or against people regardless of the actual content of the site. I was totally against it for the longest time, but I gradually got wore down and here I am now, waiting to see what the outcome of the vote was for the winner of this week's competition. My values have completely eroded.
I lost Dare the other night while I was sleeping. I mean that literally. I woke up and noticed that I couldn't feel him curled up around me like he always is. I was really groggy and I couldn't seem to make sense of the situation because I kept lifting the blankets and pillows thinking that he must have just been covered up. I went searching for him in the bedroom (we've been sleeping on the futon in the living room for some unknown reason) thinking that we left him there. I was really starting to worry when I finally found him. Or rather saw his arm poking out from under the futon where he had rolled.
I felt like such a bad mom. Who loses their kid? Usually I wake up no matter how little he stirs, but last night I didn't even notice when he fell on the floor. I'm losing my touch I guess.
I'm reading The Spark. I think this is one of the most humorous sites on the internet. I have a crush on Christian, who is the editor-in-chief of the site. He's a riot. He runs all these strange science experiments. He gave himself athlete's foot, which I suppose should be a turn off, but I just find it so damn funny.
I find myself really attracted to humor. Especially intelligent humor. I'm a huge fan of Dave Barry. And Stephen King. I see him as almost more of a humor writer than a horror writer. He writes scary stuff, sure, but he also makes me laugh. I always had a crush on the slightly dorky guys who relied on joking around for acceptance. The "Friends" character, Chandler, sums it up pretty good for me. I love to laugh. Amy sets me off so often. Maybe that's why I was so drawn to her. We were so stupid together. I miss that.
