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May 02, 2008 13:31

Right now I'm at work and I'm typing just to keep my sanity. I don't expect anyone to read this so don't feel obligated.

I love Old Dominion in the spring. I see my future wife every hour or so. Not meeting beautiful women is kind of a blessing. They never get to ruin their image with a bad personality.

Last night I was compared to Kermit the frog. I think that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.

Only one month left till I head off to Germany. It'll be nice to live in a different culture. Maybe I'll fit in really well. Maybe they'll hate me. Either way, it should be interesting.

I'm beginning to work out again. I know getting fit won't bring in the ladies but it's got to help somewhat. Scott says that the way I'll get a girl is through my music. I hope he's right. I just want one of my songs to be someone's favorite song. I don't care about making money. I just want to make people happy and maybe let them dance for awhile.

I don't want to sound ungrateful. That's one of my fears. However, lately something has been bugging me. I always feel needed, and that's great, but I never really feel loved. I'm needed like people need a broom or a ride home. I always get thanked and told that I'm a savior, but I just don't feel it. It always seems like the situations wouldn't be any different if I wasn't there, like the puzzle is already complete and I'm just a loner piece from something else. I don't know, I'm just being irrational, but I rarely get to be irrational, so I might as well try it on livejournal.

I am very fortunate to be in the situation I am in.

I can't think of anything else I want to say.
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