Today to be

Week end to be sure and what did one gain from these glorious two days?
Not much, except a couple movies or so.

Transformers! Yes, it was watched and nowI'm beginning to wonder what was the movie all really about?
Of course it was everything again and again and again. End of days, mortal heroes, metal villains, cars and the like.
Of story there was none, of action there was some and overall what the fuckness galore.
That is after all to be expected.

Sigh.

Depressathon alert. If yesterday was abuzz with activity then today was attempts at miming dead sloths and let me tell you how gloriously I achieved that with flying colours.

What is it about Sunday that doesn't let me feel hungry? Perhaps the fact that I'm eating throughout the day.

Ugh the rains. I mean I love them, except when they're not in this weather. This clammy, disgusting, wet weather that's not hot, just still. Very still.
Not the slightest movement of air. My hair a mass of kinky curls and confused ringlets, and me..sigh I miss.
Here's a kiss.