Whoa.

Ennui — A. @ 12:10 pm

I just heard my grandma mumbling “supid drunk, stupid drunk.” Remember when I saw my uncle at the bus stop near my grandma’s house last night and he called me Tim or some random name?

I overheard my grandma talking on the phone that there is excrement and urine and vomit all over my uncle John’s room at the house. I guess he must have came over, gotten incredibly drunk, and…well…the rest is history. I don’t know whether I should offer to help…or…whether she wants to pretend it’s not happening.

She just came in to my room, she didn’t know I was home…told me that John puked all over his room, the other bathroom, everything…and that she’s going to change the locks but she’s afraid to do it or he’ll break in through the patio door. This is scary. Well, I hope Thanksgiving will change things a bit. My grandma’s going on a 10-day cruise after Thanksgiving, which is going to be fun. I’ll have the place all to myself. Except for I’ll have to feed the cat of doom. Once I get a camera I’m going to take a whole bunch of pictures of that cat hissing at me. It is the most evil cat ever!

Well, I should go. I need to put my Netflix movies out for the mailman.

Waiting for something…

Ennui — A. @ 11:53 am

I can’t wait for my new drive! I’ll be able to play with such cool new software. I woke up at eleven a.m. (extremely early for me) and I have no idea what to do today. I wanted to hang out with Adrian, but he seemed lukewarm about the idea and I’m not sure what the weather is like. I would love to get a haircut, but I’m overdrawn on my bank account.

What am I going to do today? This is why I hate waking up early. Wasting a night is easy, but wasting a day…not so much. Especially when it costs $5 to leave the house.

To whom it may concern

Ennui — A. @ 1:02 am

I don’t remember The Princess Bride. I watched it in like 1992. I don’t remember a single line of dialog. I remember one scene where he drinks poison and doesn’t die. That’s it. I’m sorry, world.

In other news, I just watched Palindromes. It was very unsettling, but I do recommend it.

It was very sad in an odd way. I think I’m going to watch Romance. Hopefully it will be a bit more existential than just a plain-jane downer.

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