Papel de mierda
Sunday, Oct. 27, 2002 20:03

I downloaded and watched "Blue Crush" today. It was a strange version though, with subtitles in a language I couldn't identify. I was happy about that, of course. And I was happy about the fact that I took a nap today and when I woke up, I didn't feel like crap, as I had when I went to bed. And then Lauren and i took a little walk to the RA office to fill out a work order, and get some TP, or papel de mierda, as we've been lovingly calling it.

It was a fun walk. After we got the TP (ten rolls, apparently!), Lala was joking about it. And I started laughing so fucking hard. I dramatically fell on the floor and laughed on the floor of the hallway in WVN. So then she threw a roll of TP at me. hehe! It was really really funny. A good experience, after having a day of not talking to anyone or doing anything other than sleeping, and HW, of course.

But then I ran into a few roadblocks when I got back. I went to fill out a work order to get the garbage disposal fixed (I broke it! oops!), and the link didn't work. Stupid fuckers! And then Lala came in and talked about the kitchen being a mess, and I had a mini (very very mini) little confrontation with her about how her bitching drives us as nuts as our messiness drives her. I'm not against helping out and cleaning up by any stretch of the imagination, but I think that we all need to compromise, and not just us. Especially since this war is 3 against 1. The third person being Kim, not Jess. It's not actually a war though. Not really at all. And I feel bad about the little conversation because I'd hate to think that I was offensive. But it occurred at the same time as the broken link. Broken links irritate me.

Linda IMed me today too. I had taken her off my buddy list. And as soon as she IMed me, she had to go. She said to IM her later. I probably won't. But who knwos? Maybe someday I'll feel like talking to her, and I'll check, and she'll be online. I just dont' know how I feel about her right now. Or maybe I do and I don't want to think about it.

Anyway. So I had a happy hour or so, and now I'm feeling a bit lonely and defeated. Oh well. Life goes on.