Ennui again

Bastards here, bastards there, bastards fucking everywhere

I'm probably going to begin a course of anti-dees sometime soon. Which is a little disconcerting, when you think about it. I'm kind of wary of becoming one of those kids who's so reliant on their happy pills and a therapist on the other end of a phone that they forget to learn independence.

Ennui!

I don't remember a time I've been so completely sick of people. Not even people who deserve it! I got pissy at the cat for coming to sit on my lap because he was crowding my space and what the fuck is wrong with me.

Christmas is soon! As great as that is, Fairytale of New York has already been on the radio enough times for it to become annoying. Still. Doesn't mean I'll ever stop singing along when I hear it.

On Tumblr just a few hours ago, I saw a challenge of sorts which I think is really cool: at the start of 2013 you start to write good things that happen on a scrap of paper and collect them in a jar, and at the end of the year you read them all. Everything that made you happy for 365 days. There's proper scrapbook potential there.

Silver fox silver fox silver fox oh my silver fox yes fox iloveyoudavidbowiefox

A Terrible Affliction

Grah.
I am so sick of being this bad at interacting with other people. 
At the moment, my pulling technique consists of avoiding all eye contact and never speaking and hoping that he's going to fall deeply in love with me for my wonderful personality.
Do any of you do this? Please tell me that you do, I'll feel so much better if I'm not the only incompetent loser out there.

I swear, this is the best music video ever. I'd love to walk around like that. Out the way old lady, moving vehicle, young mum. Peasants.