Even though I felt like crap at the end of last week, tired and stressed out, I still had a pretty successful week. I managed to watch a few movies, got further with Crazy-Ex Girlfriend, and by some miracle, and borrowing greatly from sleep, I finished three books! This week is hopefully going to be no different, except maybe more sleep and less stress.
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This week’s post comes to you from a frustrated person because everything seems to be shit. Like, not just my stress levels, which are always higher during this time of the year, but also the amount of crappy news that are circling around Hollywood. Besides, I’m in a desperate need for more free time because I have to prepare for next week’s podcast episode! It’s also stressing me out a bit but in a good way, it’s more jitters than bad nerves, and it’s nice to have something to look forward to every other Tuesday.
Continue reading “CB: Bullshit, Fuckery & A Few Nice Things”
Last week went by so fast, and I have a feeling this one is going to end sooner than I would like as well. It always happens during the easier weeks, when the stress is minimal, and there’s more free time. The free time just gets lost, and then suddenly it’s Monday again. Am I making sense? Probably not, but then again, it’s Monday and nothing ever makes sense on Mondays.
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My two week vacation is over but there’s not much to talk about it. I spent most of my time writing posts, watching Netflix and reading. For me, the time spent just organising my life and getting on track with things, is vacation worthy. I’m just really good at doing something, while seemingly doing nothing at all. It’s a gift, I know.
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Technically, Netflix didn’t get me by the balls because I have none but it felt like the best possible phrasing for this week’s Commercial Break. Why? Well, I imagine it’s like that feeling of somebody holding your boobs for a really long time, at first you’re like “yes, finally some action”! So you let it happen for a few hours but around hour 8 you start to resent this act of your boobs being held and yourself as well but you feel like once it stops, you’ll feel worse. What I’m saying is that I should have renamed the title to “Netflix Got Me By the Boobs”.
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