it is about that time again. i woke up my roommate(s) for work, and now i'm sitting here with the television on for background noise, listening to pretty girls make graves.
i feel as if i should have something really interesting to say, but i don't really. everyone else on here seems to have really cool things to say about whatever, but i don't really. i just sit back and read the groups and people's journals and whatnot, and they're so awesome, it's so cool to see that other people seem to dig the same things i'm into, but at the same time, i can't really think of anything to say... i don't know how to really get anything going.
then again, something will come to me eventually, i'm sure. it always does.
i feel as if i should have something really interesting to say, but i don't really. everyone else on here seems to have really cool things to say about whatever, but i don't really. i just sit back and read the groups and people's journals and whatnot, and they're so awesome, it's so cool to see that other people seem to dig the same things i'm into, but at the same time, i can't really think of anything to say... i don't know how to really get anything going.
then again, something will come to me eventually, i'm sure. it always does.