June 02 2008
Boring internet
I’m telling you, the internet is crazy boring these days. I thought I was alone in my complete and utter dullness, but nope, everyone else seems to share my lifestyle. Makes me just want to scream “HELLO? IS ANYONE OUT THERE?” real loud in my modem or something, but I’m pretty sure that’d get no results and then where would I be? Sitting here just as bored as before, but with a cat staring me in the face wondering why I’m screaming at inanimate objects. Oh well, at least it’d be something.
Stacy just made the internet a tiny bit more interesting for me:
[01:08] Stacy: Spacy Stazy is Spacy
[01:08] Stacy: try saying that 3 times fast
[01:08] Ang: not gonna happen
[01:08] Ang: lol
[01:08] Ang: I keep thinking “spazzy” with the sp and the z
[01:08] Stacy: haha
[01:08] Stacy: well i’m spazzing too
[01:09] Ang: wait
[01:09] Ang: why are you Stazy?
[01:09] Ang: I thought you were Stacy
[01:09] Stacy: …..
[01:09] Stacy: i can’t
[01:09] Stacy: spell my name
[01:09] Ang: HAHAHHAA
[01:09] Stacy: that’s sad
Annnyway… I don’t know. I’ve trolled my favourite message boards, read about celebrity stupidity, looked up SATC stuff, read people’s blogs (which I still don’t have many to read, because of the reasons detailed in this post…) and done every single thing that I could think of and I’m still bored. Seriously.
I spent almost five hours in the laundry room today, making sure that nobody ruined my clothes and then had the pleasant task of hauling it all upstairs to the apartment. Thank goodness for elevators, and even more for the fact that Matt happened to be home when I came wandering in with a handful of towels and panted “Laundry… in hallway… come help…” If it weren’t for him, I’d probably be passed out in the hallway amongst a pile of clean, wrinkled clothes. Note to self: one load at a time is a good thing. Or a cart. With wheels.

