I wish I was a vigilante.
2004-03-06 // 7:21 p.m.

I have fish! YEAH! Alright, so it's not the most exciting news in the world, but I'm damn happy about it. Laney has three silver mollies named Johnny, Benjamin, and Freddie Mercury, and I have three black ones named Crowley, Mr. Sark, and The Dread Pirate Roberts. And we have a sucker fish named Satan. I think he's shy, because he hides from all the other fish inside the little Eiffel Tower, and only comes out once in awhile to sucker around on the floor of the tank.

Anyway, enough about my silly fish. Things in my house have gotten pretty awful. After another missing pizza incident, Laney has snapped. She bought a mini-fridge, and she now keeps all of her food in her bedroom. I am thisclose to doing the same. I keep all the food that doesn't need to be refridgerated in my room, but Laney's mini-fridge is only so big, and most of my food is still upstairs, labelled but defenceless.

I've stopped trying to be nice or reasonable with Tab. Obviously, the girl doesn't care, so it's war. She used to sleep until three in the afternoon, but no longer. I've taken to blasting Queens of the Stone Age at ten in the morning, when everyone is awake but her. I've stopped acknowledging her presence when she and I are in the same room, and Laney and I have taken to spending most of our time in each others rooms in order to avoid her completely. Mwa ha ha.

I frankly do not care if I'm being a catty bitch about this, because she constantly steals from me and lies, and makes Bond and KiKi look like the very models of good roommateship. Really, it's that bad.

Oh, well. Two more months.

I watched "Boondock Saints" last night. Best. Movie. Ever. Holy Lazarus in leather, Batman. I can't wait for the sequel to come out, because I'm absolutely in love with Connor and Murphy (Well, really, they're Irish, badass vigilantes with a purpose and cool ass shades-- that's so my type).

Miss Black

Listening to: "Inertia Creeps" by Massive Attack

Reading: "The Game of Kings", first book in the Lymond Chronicles, by Dorothy Dunnett. Someone recommended this to me because the main character was very Sark-like. Let's hope I'm not disappointed.

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