boytroy

The sky was extra gray today, just as i had said it would be. I think my spiel went something like, "the metro will be dressed in gray tomorrow, nice slate shoes to match." of course, i actually said, "the metro will be gressed in dray..." i think my tongue's going dyslexic on me. anyway, was wearing a gray skirt to match the sky. if i were to stand on some flat space somewhere, with just the somber sky behind me, i would've looked like a floating pink shirt. pink goes nicely with gray, don't you think? god. i'm dressing to match the weather. it's official: i've nothing better to do with my time.

cousin totally missed out on troy tonight. (i couldn't go 'cause i've to work.) rollster totally screwed up the screening time thing and cousin wasn't going to go inside an SRO theater, not even for brad pitt, or a nice brad/orlando/eric man-platter. now, if troy had been made into a movie when i was trying to finish reading troy (i didn't), maybe i would've (finished reading it, that is). i mean, a book with brad, orlando, eric and, slight re-casting here, me as helen. anyway, who would be able to put that book down? wait, i am a confessed slacker, so i may still lose interest halfway through. maybe if brad read it to me. wait, cous is back. and she's back with cake! yay!