yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go.

Living alone with no job isn't so bad. I've discovered this wonderful mode of sleeping wherein I sleep for eight hours, wake up, lie in bed for a few minutes wondering whether I should bother to get up or not, go to sleep for another hour and have bizarre dreams, wake up exactly an hour later and fall back asleep again. Repeat until I get bored. Then I wander to the kitchen, realize it's 5 in the afternoon, and pop two Excedrin instead of making coffee. Then I avoid cleaning up or doing anything useful for a few hours until drworm gets online. It is a peaceful life.

I'm actually enjoying the solitude, the quiet, the freedom to wander about the house in my underwear and a bathrobe. Not that I don't see anyone. My dad dropped by Saturday to take me to a movie, my mom came over tonight for pizza and to drop off some things, my grandma invited me to dinner with her and some of my other wonderful relatives and made me take home two days' worth of food. And I'm broke again, but I have a refrigerator full of food and won't starve; besides needing to buy milk, I have a little while before I start panicking about not being called back by any of the places I've applied at. (I'm holding out hopes for the Dress Barn, because I'm sick of working fast food, but their hiring manager "just got back from a long trip and has a lot of paperwork to do", so maybe that won't happen anytime soon. I need to update and print out my actual resumé and submit it to the publishing company near here, but I'm honestly scared to do so and I can't explain why. Please, tell me to get off my ass and do it.)

Nothing else. Haven't been writing, poetry, fanfic, or anything original. Haven't been responding to e-mails I should. Been watching too much TV. We'll see what happens when I get everything finally put away.

ETA: Just saw a preview for a James Bond movie (The Man with the Golden Gun, the one with Hervé Villechaize, several apparently psychedelic scenes, and the villain who appears who have a murderous man-crush on Bond). Diamonds Are Forever is the only classic Bond movie I've seen, so I never knew that the Bond movies were really that weird. Will have to catch it.

I never liked James Bond movies that much. My dad used to watch them when I was young, and I always thought the villains were really cool and that James Bond was a jerk. The bad guys always had such intricate plans, and I really wanted to see them work. Now that I'm older, perhaps I will be able to handle the disappointment better.