12 September 2011

Soon I have to go meet Tom in Kensington because I somehow agreed to return all the empties behind his mom's building. I don't really feel like doing this and I don't really feel like having coffee with Tom right now, but what can I do? I only really agreed to do this because I thought it would be good to get out of the house. I truly have a million things I'd rather be doing here at home. I feel kind of like I hung out with people all week-end and deserve to not have to talk to anybody for a couple of days. I suppose most normal and healthy people enjoy a little social contact every day, but I don't really feel like one of those people. So, soon I have to go out on the same old walk I've walked a million times before and go to the beer store.

I'm really trying to get around to doing some work on my website and fulfill my duties as a self-proclaimed Satanic high priestess. Everybody is really getting on my nerves. Sue borrowed my phone last night and she still hasn't returned it. There is always somebody at my door wanting something and I have to answer it because it might be somebody wanting to purchase a soft drink or something. I don't mind answering my door when I get money. I don't really care for when people try to make chit chat. I am usually always in the middle of something. If I'm not doing my work pertaining to the occult, then I am usually in the middle of 'Little Mosque On The Prairie' which is my new favourite program to watch. 

I'm kind of dreading going to return those beer empties. I'm finding Tom excessively annoying, but I'm not motivated to tell him to stay out of my life completely. He's okay to talk to sometimes. He's just kind of annoying sometimes with streams of questions. When he comes to my room to buy soft drinks and smokes it always gets turned into a long ordeal because he wants me to list off all the brands of soft drinks I have and all. And, I wish Sue would return my phone. Not that I need to use it. It's just the principle of the matter.

I kind of hate that I have to go out. But, it shouldn't take too long. I hope Tom doesn't try to hang out with me tonight. I don't really want to hang out with anyone. I'd like to get the rest of my laundry done before I run out of loonies. Ah. I don't know. It should be fine. Maybe I'll go out and get something to eat before I meet Tom. That would make it more interesting. I can get one of those chili cheese dogs and a sundae at Dairy Queen. So, sayonara babes.