Entry Thirty-Two

Thats another thing. Since when do angles not feel emotion? Since when are they heartless?

One of the angels says that she hated being an angel and wanted nothing more than to be human. I can accept that spirits want to be human. The reason we followed God, Jesus Christ and the plan of salvation was to gain a physical body and be tested. But hating heaven and being an angel? I don't buy it.

I'll get over it. The writers, director and creator of Supernatural don't have the gospel. I'm sure they have never really read the Bible.

Feeling better today. Just a bit. I think I can handle closing tonight. Thank goodness.

Man, what happened to Bon Jovi? His music used to rock. Even if he was part of the hair band era. Not so much now.

Speaking of rock...I cant beat the level 8 songs on hard setting in Guitar hero. That makes me sad.

Speaking of guitar hero...lets go play just a little bit.

Entry Thirty-One

Why do some people always get their way no matter what?

I hate feeling hungry and nothing sounds good. I suppose one of the only good things about being sick is that you lose weight.

I now have a random canker sore on the side of my tongue. Near the back.

I love Supernatural, but I'm not sure how I feel about their portrayal of angles. Beings that do Gods will. They never see him. They have little mercy. They obey and if they dont they are smitten. Shown no mercy themselves. I don't really like it. But I guess I'll just have to sit through it for the season.

"I guess I just like being a pain in the pooper..."- Dean Winchester

I am quite ready to stop being tired and ill.

I could really go for some orange juice right now.

Oh technology, why do you hate me so?

Entry Thirty

Wow. The big three zero. I'm beginning to make progress.

It took me hours but I finally found a good site that feeds my Supernatural obsession. Now I can watch all of this seasons previous episodes!

Not that anyone cares.

Still sick. I called in today. Last night was rough. My first three hours of sleep were more like three hours of half-awareness. My eyes were closed but I was never asleep. Never resting. I was cold, I was hot. It was miserable.

Now for some reason, my throat is scratchy. BLAH! This makes me think that its not one of those 24 hour bugs or something that I ate. I've hardly eaten all day.

Bus stories is almost at a page. Officially that is. I am determined. It will be finished by the end of the year.

I've been sitting in this chair for far too long.

Oof...my tailbone.

How am I going to sleep tonight?

What do I watch now?

I wonder if they missed me at work?

I wonder how many points I have?

Am I going to make it through tomorrow?

I sure hope so.

Just one day at a time.

Go see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. It is fantastic.

I feel so accomplished. And a little brain dead. The creative juices are more like creative water right now. No zing.

Entry Twenty-Nine

I am wondering what to say to him. He wasted no time. How do I make it less one-on-one?

Where did this come from?

I ache.

I'm chilled.

My stomach is telling me in silence that it wants to die.

I am too tired.

How did this happen? I was fine this morning.

Who?!?! I demand to know who has plagued me. I need to exact my revenge.

I really don't want to work sick.

Ew. Spinach and artichoke burps...

Entry Twenty-Eight

I had to voice my opinion on this.

Sleep draws near. Lets see how sort I can be.

It seems impossible that there are numberless galaxies out there and Earth is the only planet that supports life. How can anyone think that? I agree with Contact. It would be an awful waste of space. Its only logical that there are many planets out there that sustain lifeforms not unlike our own. If you are an advocate of evolution and big bang, how could there not be planets that suffered the same fate as Earth?

There are aliens out there. Not little green men. Beings that are probably similar to us. Aliens have never visited earth. There is not way that the universe was formed my crazy random happenstance (oh Dr. Horrible I love you.). There has to be a divine hand in it. Though I am not opposed to the idea that God uses scientific methods to bring about his objectives. Why cant evolution be real? Its scientifically proven that micro-evolution occurs.

Anyway, I don't want to get too deep into this right now. I think I'm just under 5 feet here on shortness. I would not want to breach a round number.

Entry Twenty-Seven

That did not work. I did try. Sort of.

I haven't been addicted to a show like this since 24. I'm allowed my obsessions.

How do you live with a life like hers? Or hers? I can't even imagine.

Why can't I be more witty? Or meet famous people. Everyone has that dream of being an actor or actress. I think that dream was short lived for me. I decided early on that the acting part was not for me. Thanks to my middle school drama teacher who dashed my dreams. I easily transitioned to wanting to be on the film crew some other way. First it was special effects (how can you watch the Star Wars movies and not want to create that kind of magic?). Then it was directing (but only for a blip). Finally screen writing.

More recently I have decided that if I were ever to work in films it would be training animals. But again, that is only a dream.

I'm sad that my friends think its silly that I want to go to Alaska and train Sled Dogs. Does that seem unrealistic? Possibly. But it would be fantastic.

So much for the brevity I try for.

Back to witty. A few times that I have said things that make people laugh. And by people I mean Erin.

"I bet if you plugged a toaster into a polar bear it'd work eventually."

This gem may have occured in a conversation about moving to a cold place with not electricity.

The second one is..."I think heaven should be one really big bathroom where were are all peeing and showering all the time."

This popped out because I was mentioning how the bathroom is a place of bliss and happiness. It's hard to be unhappy while you are showering or peeing. There are exceptions of course.

This is me making up for the days I lost.

I love rolling off of things. And being natural. That usually only happens when I am at home with my roomates. Or with my closest friends and family. Not many others get to see the real Sarah and that makes me just a little bit sad.

I really want to take a nap.

Ding!

Entry Twenty-Six

Didn't I say so?

Here I am again.

Apparently this is all I have to do with my free time.

Guess who had a the idea about vampires that don't eat humans before Stephanie Meyer? The writers of Supernatural.

2008 is almost over.