I'm restless. Very, very restless. Maybe it's because it's Saturday night and I haven't had any real contact with another person since Thursday. I'm at that stage where nothing seems interesting. Books? Boring. TV? Boring. Computer? Boring. I don't have the attention span to do the work I brought home. I already cleaned my room and the kitchen. I cleaned most of my bathroom (not the tub). I am getting out and doing something tonight. I'm off to see Die Another Day, but I don't need to leave for that for another half hour. Too bad it's dark out; I'd go and rake the backyard (did the front yard last night). I'd clean the tub, except that would mean changing, and I just don't feel like doing that. This restless feeling happened last weekend, too. I wish there was a good solution for it. Maybe I feel like just driving around, but I don't have time for that. Argh. I think what I really want is to have someone around so we can wander around moaning, "I'm boooored. What do you want to do?" and neither of us knowing, but the conversation continuing on random tangents. Ah-hoo. The sound one makes while dying of boredom. Actually, I could really go for going out and doing some Christmas shopping. Again, the movie won't allow that. It's good, though. I should wait until next weekend--after I get a paycheck.
I'll snap out of this. The movie (and hopefully Harry Potter after it) should help.
Current song in my head:
"Live and Let Die" by Paul McCartney & Wings