Ineptitude

I wish I had a tiny little book and pen that I could carry around with me wherever I went. I then also wish that alongside that book, I would have the memory to remember to bring it with me all the time. If I had these two things, I swear to you I would come up with a lot more insightful posts on this or any of my other blogs.

As it stands, all I have to talk about is what I can recall from a whole day of insightful thought and crap filler material.

Earlier on today, I ventured onto youtube and commented on a video where some guy was singing a comic relief song. What was annoying was when he did a little talking bit after the song, his eyes would never look at the camera, but off to the side a bit. I figured he was, like many others, just looking at himself in the computer screen while he was being recorded. I hate it when people do that, so I commented. Next thing I know I'm being barraged with insults and comments about my 'insecurity' and god knows what. Bloody youtubers, want to start a fight over anything. If I'd learned anything from this, it's not to comment on a youtube video ever, but where's the fun in that?

Oh man, I cannot believe I forgot to add this in; I'm only writing this because I know nobody involved would read this until it's long but forgotten. I get some stick off my housemate today for not attending my other housemate's birthday celebration in a pub. Immediately, you might think I'm wrong, but here's why I made the decision. Firstly, his birthday was on Tuesday, and I saw him for pretty much the whole day. I not only wished him a happy birthday, but baked him a huge cake. Then, in the evening I joined him and his mates in the lounge while they played the Wii and generally enjoyed the evening. The accusing housemate buggered off to another friends birthday party by the way!

So tonight, I was all up for going until I checked the guestlist [On Facebook, useful tool that] Two people out of a handful were actually people I don't actually like. No big deal you might think, but only a couple of weeks ago a similarly attended gathering in the same pub was extremely uncomfortable because I couldn't get involved with the people I mostly know due to the two previously mentioned morons. So I made sure it was cool with birthday boy housemate to not go tonight because I hated the last time I went, and he seemed fine with it. Then I casually mention this to other housemate and he gives me attitude over it. I didn't say anything, but after going to the shops to get something I came back and said he had no right to make me feel bad after I put in so much effort over his birthday, to which he apologised, and I think things are cool now.

Okay, so when I said a couple of posts ago that this wouldn't turn into a whiney diary like blog I must have been lying, but I will buy that book soon and then I will come up with more interesting thoughts to mull over. Then you will enjoy reading this! [I hope :)]