random musings before sleep.
If I wasn’t so apathetic, I’d go through the people I’m following and systematically unfollow the ones who are obsessed with 30 Seconds To Mars. Seriously, it’s getting ridiculous now. I recognise that Tumblr caters for each individual’s needs, and you can post what you want, and that you can tell me to unfollow you if I don’t like it. But what a boring response. How about varying your posts a little and appealing to more people?
None of my exes speak to me any more. They said that I wouldn’t make the effort to speak to them, and yet when I do they just ignore me. Double standards?
I wish people would stop inserting foreign words into English sentences. I mean, “Well, better head off to le meeting.” There’s no need for it and it’s not intelligent or clever. If someone really wanted to show off, they’d say the entire sentence in a foreign language.
I have really bad blood circulation. If my blood flow was, you know, existent, I’d never be as cold as I am a lot of the time. Ever see someone shiver in summer before? Ironically, winter is probably my favourite season.
I wonder what Christmas was like before it became a commercial juggernaut. If it was in my lifetime I don’t remember it at all, which is sad.
I sometimes think it’d be cool if Coca Cola was still green. In case you were unsure, Coke’s natural colour is green, but it’s coloured to give the…brown colouring.
I thought about marriage and kids the other day. Not in the “I’d like some for Christmas” type thinking, but just more than a lingering thought. Hmm.
I should wrap this up. I can feel the tiredness swimming throughout my body, through my veins. Literally though. I’ve been awake since about 4.30-5am, and it’s now 12.35am the next day. No rest, for the wicked.
That saying, “No rest for the wicked,” (sometimes “No peace for the wicked”) actually originates in the bible, in the book of Isaiah, verses 48:22 and 57:20-21.
Good night, everyone.
Well done. I read it all, I like it all, Agree with it all. Very well written.
