Sleep is overrated.
Livejournal is overrated. What good is it if you don't have anything to update about? Let's see, I went to Newark and ate my heart out at a cd store called Berts. They have a some cd's that I want - Tegan and Sara, The Decemberists, and the new New order cd. Someone picked up 'It's Entertainment' by Gang Of Four since the last time I've been there, because it isn't there. I saw so many girls I wouldn't mind hooking up with. I enjoy being single, but sometimes I want someone and I will find someone. What's the rush? There's no rush at all. Um, I'm getting paid tomorrow. Just being a slave to the wage. I have to get my hair cut and pick up my suit from the dry cleaners. I just hope it doesn't rain tomorrow, but I think it is. Actually, tomorrow is already here since it's one o'clock in the morning. At work today this woman in her late 30's upper 40's had her eye on me like she wanted to take me home. I just looked back at her as if I was to say not this time. I was pretty much tired, and wanted to go home. I like waiting awhile before I get a next sexual partner anyway. Last year, I had none, of course and I didn't want any because I didn't feel that I was ready. I just needed a year to my self with no kinds of commitments and no sexual activity. Some how, my plan worked because after 'hibernating' for so long, I'm ready to come out of ground. It's raining now, and I should get some sleep. Sleep is overrated, or maybe I'm just overreacting.