As awesome as last weekend was, that’s how much this weekend sucked. This is a list of what I did this weekend:
- Read
- Battled fate (unsuccessfully)
So the reading was reasonably successful. I finished In the Castle of my Skin (good book) and read some articles and stuff though I’m still behind on assignments.
Battling fate, not so successful. Basically, I saw a dead cat. Seeing a dead cat is pretty much the least lucky thing in the world. It is like walking under a ladder made of mirrors and breaking it by opening your umbrella indoors. It is trouble. The cat was on Great North Rd outside the McDonalds, maybe it had just gone over there for a snack, maybe it was looking to pee on some stuff, either way its little trip ended in DEATH. I’m guessing it had been hit by a car as it was in the traditional cat-hit-by-a-car position (on the ground, dead), you might not know this, but cats which have been hit by cars will keep running for AGES afterwards so they can find somewhere sneaky to die. I don’t know what that’s all about, maybe cats have a big problem with organ farmers stealing their post-mortem organs, maybe not, I JUST DON’T KNOW. A kind of disturbing little addition to the scene was the fact that someone had to decided to put a little tea-towel on its kitty corpse as some kind of last favour. Personally I would have been more impressed if they’d given it a cigarette. Animals smoking! How hilarious!
Anyway, seeing this dead cat sent me into a spiral of misfortune which involved looking like a rentboy, talking to douches and spending a pointless hour walking back and forth across Central Auckland. Normally I would have been pretty unstressed by this but I was really after a super enjoyable weekend to off-set my upcoming two weeks of assignment related misery. Also, I had optimistic schemes based around that night which are now RUINED because I am too busy from now until FOREVER.
Now I’m going to sit around and be BITTER and maybe make some tea. AND DRINK IT.
WHAT?
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hi angsty
ReplyDeleteSORRY! I AM SORRY FOR GOING TO BED AND BEING ASLEEP AND NOT LETTING YOU KNOW MY PLANS
anyways we couldnt party this weekend anyways because oh yeah I'l be in melbourne
come scrabble 2moro night at eavesdrop maybe you win but I doubt it because I ALWAYS WIN
know what. this weekend was crap!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletei got stood up twice, was in a bus crash, managed to avoid writing any of my 5 day overdue essay, my vocalist got arrested, i got stomped on, police raided our gig and took eveeryone away in paddywagons, my two gay flatmates swooned over an male ex-convict and i missed the bus on our free weed golden goose machine thing. and on top of that the news were depressing too
life is lame
ReplyDeleteInteresting to know.
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