junkyrunnindry

Monday...uugh...I never know what to put in my journal during the week. My weekly life has become so fucking boring. I usually have a real lot to say after each weekend, but today...hmmm
I went to work at the usual time...drove home...watched the Simpsons (Bleeding Gums Murphy died)...went to the gym...drove home...started reading a new book (Vonnegut's God Bless You, Mr Rosewater)...wasted time online...Oh, I finally uploaded some pictures, but the only ones I have on my computer are either bungy jumping or Burning Man...I really need a scanner, I have some really amazing pictures on paper...blah, blah, blah...if you're stil reading this, your day must have been as boring as mine...are we supposed to really live for just two days a week? Is this how it is supposed to be? How long have people lived this way? Isn't there some alternative? These are questions I'll ponder while eagerly anticipating Friday night...