Ice cream can kill if you're creative enough

Eh. I lied. I do have mudane things about life to go on about.

We had a storm by my house last night. Now admittedly, I'm sure that down in New Orleans they'd laugh if I even called it so much as overcast, either way.....lots of rain, thunder, and lightning. In the middle of the night too.

All that good creepy stuff to make a dark person positively blissful.

I had one of those nightmarish moments that I live for. (I'm wierd like this, you see.). I was sleeping at the time, when a giant smash of thunder woke me up and my roon-being the creepy little upstairs dungeon that it is- looked like an absolute horror movie when the lightning that followed lit it up. I swear, I even saw something that looked like a person in a cloak (mind you, it was a vacumn, but never mind).

I opened my eyes and muttered something like "Ohhh. Creepy dead looking people. Cool." before falling back into my nocturnal coma.

Awesome.

Incredibly stupid.

But awesome.

Ice cream can kill if you're creative enough

Another long, frightfully predictable and boring day.

It's like nirvana for the dullest of souls.

I'm caught in a bit of a rut as of late. I've gotten ridiculously few hours at Best Buy this week, no car, no money (I may have erm....bought an entire TV series on DVD at once...), and no more of the aforementioned DVDs left to watch.

So what do I do?

Journey to the Library at blog of course.

I've nothing noteworthy to blog about. No life events that neither I, nor the rest of the world give a proverbial rat's ass about, nor do I have some long, wordy, and potentially immature rant to sprew.

But I'm being rebellious to my lack of ambition and doing it anyway.

Personally, I think it's my lack of Internet that's doing this to me. To the untrained eye, I am merely a dull person wasting their life pining for some information on a screen. To those of intelligence, they can see past the blank stares that are on my face regardless (heh). and see that actual mental activity happens when I'm online.

At the moment, I'm just running on a few dead wires that are sure to short circut soon in my brain.

So.......I can completely and totally justify my lack of ambition and even further lack of anything at all interesting to say because I am Internetless.

Heh.

Rationalization by an addict.

Oh yeah.

Darkness: your own personal invisiblity cloak

Now I know I've really lost it when I throw in Harry Potter references into my post titles. Heheheh. Which is interesting, considering it's been quite a few moons since I last read the books. I haven't really read much of anything lately.

I've been watching Xena.

This has been one of those weeks where I've fully taken advantage of my glorious Best Buy discount and bought a ridiculous amount of box sets. Two Xena ones were amongst my victims. To those who know me, this perfectly explains my noticible increase of insanity because I have this bad tendancy to watch entire box sets straight through. Meaning..........

45+ of almost nonstop Xena episodes. Heh. Heheheheh.

Plus 22 of Hercules. Which has Xena in it.

Eh. If I can't have my beloved Internet to drive me deeper into insanity, than I must rely on the good ol' days of television to do it for me.

While my brain takes a few hours to catch up with the shock that I just blogged about watching TV, I think I'll play Bejeweled 2........a whole pit of endless insanity in and of itself.