My alarm won't wake me

Damn. Today I woke up at 2:30 to my phone ringing. Fred was on the other line. I can't believe I fuckin' set my alarm and didn't wake up. I slept at 2, also, so that's pretty early for me. But I guess my body's determined to make up for lost time and rest, not that I totally work it. Speaking of that, I do need to start doing something because I feel myself feeling insecure. And I'm wondering if insecure people actually post that they're insecure on their blogs because that seems like a very ironic thing to me.

My sister is away so I'm kinda bored. No one to talk to. My dad is home today but he's watching the First Network For Men or whatever. Its kinda funny, yeah. Tomorrow I have a job interview so I'll be quite busy worrying and what not. Maybe I'll go get some coffee afterwards and just chill and dwell on what I just did. Eh. I hope it goes well.

I was or am watching that one Michael Douglas movie with Brittany Murphy and he's trying to find his daughter. Gosh, how are you supposed to make me believe that his wife is Famke Jannsen or however you spell it? I don't think so, man. He's like 60 years old, I think that's old enough to take from your social security, and that's fuckin old. Dude. Some movies just ask too much of you to believe. He must have some amazing sexual powers or something because I can't imagine a beautiful woman coming up to him on the street and being absolutely stricken by his looks or something. Or even whatever charm he has because charm and old people come off as creepy to me. Eh. Some movies kill me, man.

Well I'm bored, so I'll go and watch more. I'll be back online way later. Must sleep early though because I have to straighten my curly fro.