2003-10-01
@ 6:45 p.m. I'm such a whacko. I think of the guys from Queer as Folk most of the day at work, which alternates only with thinking about Billy. I can't stop thinking about them and it's getting annoying. I've had boys on the brain lately. I finally finished the second season, which means I won't have that show as an option to distract me from my thesis anymore. The third season won't be out on videotape and dvd for awhile. Gale Harold and Hal Sparks are so fucking sexy, especially Gale. And he's so mysterious too. I hate my damn celebrity crushes, but since I have no real love life, maybe it's not harmful. I want to pay for Showtime during the next season but not as badly as I want to watch the seasons in order. Plus I'm spoiled being able to watch one after the other. I don't have to wait a week for the next episode. It is easily my favorite show I've ever seen, and to think I only watched it because of the cute guy who was on I love the 80's and I love the 70's. I actually had a dream with Hal Sparks in it last night. He was his character Michael and we were doing a group project together in school, along with a few other students. I kept asking him what I could do for the project and he kept saying, "I'll take care of it. Don't worry about it." He had his big brown innocent Michael eyes too it was so cute. Then the night before I had a dream with Gale Harold in it. I had a crush on him, but I was too shy and he kept ignoring me. This is ridiculous. I write about QAF in my livejournal in the day at work, where I write stupid little comments when I'm bored, and then in here at night. Work is still just ok. My ears hurt from the constant voices on the phone, and I still hate people's attitudes, but I'm learning to put up more of an emotional wall so they won't bother me as much. Other than that nothing much is going on and Michael wants to use the computer so I'm mentally blocked. I miss my friends in Ellensburg so damn much. I got an e-mail from Diane at work today and I almost cried. Yet she is so funny I laughed out loud. Ok too cheesy. Bye. Older Entries |