Hey Kids
Hey you bastards,
This week has been shitty. I've been so stressed out at work, I sware I'm getting an ulcer. Which makes me almost as excited as the bags under my eyes from sleep deprivation. Don't you wish you had my job?! I'm in a very melon-collie mood as well, so I'm listening to depressing 90's grunge music. Which, under normal circumstances would be a perfectly fine choice, but today is just dragging me into a more depressed state of mind. Oh well...
On the up-side, I leave for NYC on Friday! That should be good times. I've always wanted to go there, and I'm looking forward to the day off work. Although I just had a day off last Friday, this one is well deserved. Last weekend I was in Niagara Falls, Canada. I had fun, but got sick over the weekend. The hotel we stayed at was awesome. It was right on the falls - definitely one of the best hotel's I've stayed at. This weekend we're staying at the Crown Plaza in Times Square. I'm looking forward to riding the subway. For some reason, I find that very exciting.
Now on to a completely different subject, I've always thought about moving away... like New York, or LA. And it's been sounding very tempting lately. Part of me wants to get away and start fresh, but the other part doesn't want to give up everything I've made for myself here. My friends, my job... I wouldn't have anything if I moved that far away from home. I would probably have to live in a box, but hey, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. If you would like to move away with me, let me know... I'll think about it. It could be a new beginning. Speaking of beginnings, I for some reason just thought that I'm already like 30% through my life. What the hell? I only have like 50 good years left? The next 50 better get better than the last 20. I'm sorry, but all that bull-shit about high school being the time of your life is a little over-rated. If high school was supposed to be the best time of my life then I should just stop now! lol... I didn't find it to be convincing that the rest of my life is all down-hill.
I'm not quite sure where all these random thoughts are coming from, the only explanation I have is the music. It's bringing out my cold, dark side. I'm sure I have more to say, but I'm not going to bore you with my sporadic thoughts anymore. Good night...
This week has been shitty. I've been so stressed out at work, I sware I'm getting an ulcer. Which makes me almost as excited as the bags under my eyes from sleep deprivation. Don't you wish you had my job?! I'm in a very melon-collie mood as well, so I'm listening to depressing 90's grunge music. Which, under normal circumstances would be a perfectly fine choice, but today is just dragging me into a more depressed state of mind. Oh well...
On the up-side, I leave for NYC on Friday! That should be good times. I've always wanted to go there, and I'm looking forward to the day off work. Although I just had a day off last Friday, this one is well deserved. Last weekend I was in Niagara Falls, Canada. I had fun, but got sick over the weekend. The hotel we stayed at was awesome. It was right on the falls - definitely one of the best hotel's I've stayed at. This weekend we're staying at the Crown Plaza in Times Square. I'm looking forward to riding the subway. For some reason, I find that very exciting.
Now on to a completely different subject, I've always thought about moving away... like New York, or LA. And it's been sounding very tempting lately. Part of me wants to get away and start fresh, but the other part doesn't want to give up everything I've made for myself here. My friends, my job... I wouldn't have anything if I moved that far away from home. I would probably have to live in a box, but hey, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. If you would like to move away with me, let me know... I'll think about it. It could be a new beginning. Speaking of beginnings, I for some reason just thought that I'm already like 30% through my life. What the hell? I only have like 50 good years left? The next 50 better get better than the last 20. I'm sorry, but all that bull-shit about high school being the time of your life is a little over-rated. If high school was supposed to be the best time of my life then I should just stop now! lol... I didn't find it to be convincing that the rest of my life is all down-hill.
I'm not quite sure where all these random thoughts are coming from, the only explanation I have is the music. It's bringing out my cold, dark side. I'm sure I have more to say, but I'm not going to bore you with my sporadic thoughts anymore. Good night...