Love is different...

Hmmm, that was a good song. Sorry, that title was inspired by the discovery of a new feature on my messenger, which shows everyone else what I am listening to. How fun. Too bad I was like the last one to find it, but that's okay, at least I did. It's kinda like the emoticons I found on my phone the other day. I've had the phone for probly a year at least, and just found them a few days ago... I'm very observant.

Excuse me "one of the guys," but at least I bother to post once in a while. I gave up on leaving comments on blogs such as yours, because it is pointless. You still do not post. At least I am not a slacker. I have posted more than once in the last week, which is more than you can say for the last month, so there.

I know how that sounded, but I actually am in a fair mood today. I was a bit depressed earlier (imagine that), as I woke up later than I intended and then felt that I accomplished nothing, which makes me feel very depressed. I am pathetic. Most people would like not having any work to do or anything, but I hate it.

I can't say I was completely useless today. I organized my underwear drawer. Yesterday I cleaned out my closet. Hey, it's a small start, but at least it's a start. Now what was once my bedroom now consists of stacks of clothing and other various junk. Isn't it frustrating that once you really start cleaning, everything actually looks worse than it did when it was really bad? It's like I've actually made the mess worse. GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, enough of that, it's just that I really don't have much to say, as my life has been very uneventful lately. I need a job. Too bad they'd fire me next month, since I would be gone for half of it. Excuse me, I wouldn't let them fire me, I'd quit first. By the way, "one of the guys," quit is spelled Q-U-I-T, not Q-U-I-T-E.

I think it might be time for one of those introspective posts again, though I'm going to have to work for a topic. I just have that feeling. Maybe another good song will inspire me. Maybe not. We'll see.

In the meantime, I must say that I was almost inspired to write a movie review, possibly from the lack of journalism lately... or maybe not. Okay, I wouldn't have written a movie review for anything, but I will say that my mother enjoyed "Monster-In-Law" immensly, and I will also say that it wasn't bad from my standpoint. It was actually pretty funny. I would recommend it for the girls, but not for you boys because there was no sick or sexist humor, so you probly wouldn't enjoy it much. Well, Graham might. He does like "The Notebook," so...

Okay, so I'm starting to go against the introspection thing, but if I don't, I'm not sure how I'm gonna kill the next like 4 hours. Well, I should just make it 2 hours, since I actually have to get up in the morning. I've watched too many movies lately for that to be appealing, so I don't know what I'm gonna do. Talk about boring...

I can't wait till next week. I'm gonna paint, hopefully, and be busy for at least a little while. There's no way that should be as exciting as it is to me, but it is. Yay! Any other odd jobs would also be gladly accepted. I think I might even learn to run the lawn mower. It's almost to that point, but maybe not quite.

My hair is getting really long. That's what happens when you don't cut it for a really, really long time. My mom suggested the other day that I get a summer haircut. I think not. I'm beginning to rather enjoy having really long hair. I was looking at pictures a while back from when my hair was short... not good, not good at all. Short hair is not good for people with round faces, I don't think. Then again, maybe it's just me.

Know what's fun? Eavesdropping on people at the Y. You can learn a lot that way. Like that the two middle-eastern guys there are students at Ozark, and so is the guy that works on the upper level, and that it is expensive to be married and go to college. (?) You can learn other things too, but that was the most recent conversation I heard. It makes those 30 minutes running go by much more quickly. Now if only they'd come talk behind the bikes...

I realize that this post is getting very lengthy and boring, but I am bored and have a length of time...

"Down in the valley, dyin' of thirst..." sorry, out of things to say for a minute there.... still out of things to say... "So you're gone, but I know you're not so far away...a call on the phone or a ride on a plane, but that just isn't the same..."

Did I mention that my room is a chaotic mess? Yes, I know I did. But it just keeps reiterating itself as I'm sitting here in the middle of it.

I'm gonna have to end this, cuz I simply can't think of anything else to say. I don't know where everybody is tonight, though I know where some people are... but it's boring with nobody to talk to, so I'm just gonna have to call it quits.

Well, here's to you,... somebody... sorry.