Yeah I know I'm being whiny about the cold - I just hate it with a passion. You'd think having been born in northern Minnesota I'd have thicker skin, but I'm like Meg Ryan in "When Harry Met Sally"; I freeze when it's 72 degrees out. And what that does is encourage me to stay indoors when it's so freakin' cold. I don't even care what I look like when I go to work, as long as I'm warm. And it's rather cold in our building in some places, so that means heavy sweaters and drinking hot beverages all day long. Lotion is a definite must. Right now I'm trying to use up this stuff my boss gave me - cucumber melon. Not my favorite scent, but I hate to throw it out. Smelling like a fruity vegetable is not very appealing, but it's better than being a dried-up old prune. We must suffer for our beauty.
And I feel like one of those whiny kids that keeps moaning "I'm booored". Because I am very bored. The thing is, I don't want to shop, even for books, and I've got a gift certificate to Barnes and Noble just waiting to be used shamelessly. No movies appeal to me, I don't feel like going out to eat and I don't want to socialize. It's pathetic to be so uninterested in anything. I hate when I get in these moods. I can't really explain it because nothing's wrong. Work is just fine, and hopefully going to be a bit more challenging in the next few months. My family and friends are all good, and we all seem to be getting along. What gives?
Maybe it's cuz I'm not crushing on anybody. Having that feeling of anticipation about seeing a certain guy, whether it's at work, at an event, or somewhere else, just seems to add sparkle to my day, and right now, I'm missing the sparkle. That's just plain crazy because there are other more significant reasons I should be looking forward to doing something, but that's just the kinda superficial person I am. Please tell me I'm not the only one LOL.
Reading-wise, my mood has been downgraded to "eh". I've had Shannon McKenna's books in my tbr pile for way over a year, and finally I grabbed the first one, "Behind Closed Doors". I've heard amazing things about her writing, and about how ultra hot they are. True, this one is sizzling, and I bet if I would have read it years ago when it first came out I would have felt scorched by the love scenes, but having read several Ellora's Cave books, I wasn't fazed much by them. And I'm not sure if I liked the characters all that much either. Seth wavered between stalker tendencies, dominantly sexual control, and fear of anything overtly emotional. Raine initially came across as a wispy marshmellow unable to stand up on her own two feet. There were glimpses of blazing fire, but then she'd change back into a puddle of scared goo. The thing is, there were moments of complete originality in the relationship that tried to rise through the murkiness, but sometimes they didn't quite make it. It was a good story, not one that set my heart racing or anything. Like I said, I'm bored.
What do you do to get past the boredom stage?
How do you feel about the cold - love it or hate it?
Got big plans for the weekend?