Weetniet

I can't sleep. And to not awake my sweetie, jamaisneutral, and disturb her cute hissing and humming sleeping sounds I decided to head downstairs.


Today my delivery from 't verschil arrived. Two teenage books, the DVD from The Girl and the fifth season of Bad Girls.
The Girl is a "High Art" kind of film. But weirder. No believable story line, blurry sex scenes, a lot more blurry sex scenes, some fights, and a bizarre ending. Thank god it was on sale!


The two books are already read. What can I say? I am addicted!
The first one is about two girls (obviously!) and one of them has as some would call it: a commitment problem. And as others would call it: she has a lot to give, why not share? ;-)
The other one is a different story. It handles the struggle of a girl who has a problem with her dykehood. and her mother and her father and... It is a story that girls, and I mean like little girlie's ap. 12-13ish, can probably relate to. It handles the "I don't want to feel this" (a lot!) the "what will my mom think" and "I am going to lose all of my friends". All ends well.


As I write this the cats are killing the living room. They run around like stupid animals whitout any goal except to get on my freakin' nerves! Whereas normally they run around to catch their tail. Now that's what I call a goal!
Instead of earning this little treat of freedom at night they are making me regret that I let them free. Excuse me while I go lock them in again. They can continue killing the kitchen. One place at a time vicious beasts, one place at a time! *locks them in and ignores several attacks at the door*

I should go to bed right now.
I should be in bed.
I should try the catch some sleep.
I should be sleeping.