I'm at work
I'm at work, and I haven't had anything to do for the past hour and 45 minutes; so after having already bugged Fred at his cubicle, and gotten sick of browsing the inter-web, I decided to start typing here, for lack of anything better to do. Right now I really want to listen to Third Eye Blind. A lot. But instead, I've had Brand New playing all morning. It's not that I am unable to listen to 3eB right now, because I have their first album and the blue album on my computer right now... I'm just changing the playlist. I do that too much. I want to change the music. The music's there to change. I just don't for some reason. And I guess that's my fault.
I got a crappy haircut on Friday. In my life, I have gotten only two haircuts in the city of Vernon, and the two worst haircuts of my life were those. And each time I got my haircut at a different place. There's a lesson there kiddies: Vernon sucks.
The next hour and 48 minutes needs to pass right now. I need to get out of work in exactly that amount of time, because I will go apeshit if I have to stay late today; I'm sick of that crap. And finally; I need to go home, go running because it's a good day outside and I feel like it, play my guitar, and go to sleep because I'm fauking exhausted.
I got a crappy haircut on Friday. In my life, I have gotten only two haircuts in the city of Vernon, and the two worst haircuts of my life were those. And each time I got my haircut at a different place. There's a lesson there kiddies: Vernon sucks.
The next hour and 48 minutes needs to pass right now. I need to get out of work in exactly that amount of time, because I will go apeshit if I have to stay late today; I'm sick of that crap. And finally; I need to go home, go running because it's a good day outside and I feel like it, play my guitar, and go to sleep because I'm fauking exhausted.