I have little or no idea of what day or time it is. I'm going to drink a beer and go to bed. Actually.... Scratch that. I'm going to drink a beer, then will myself to have a meaningful dream that I recall perfectly in the morning--ala my favorite Physics equation. Maybe then I'll feel productive or know how to make myself feel productive.
...and my first journal entry in a month is about absolutely nothing. Fuck, I'm boring! (God, strike me w/ a lightning bolt or something.) Maybe my Sunday in the city with Janna will give me some news.
...and my first journal entry in a month is about absolutely nothing. Fuck, I'm boring! (God, strike me w/ a lightning bolt or something.) Maybe my Sunday in the city with Janna will give me some news.
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I went to a movie with my dad a few days ago, and we spent the entire advertisement/preview portion of the film trying to figure out what day it was. I know today is Saturday because my mother just called to remind me that I'd agreed to take a stack of hats to a craft fair with my grandma today. Craft fair, I know, but who am I to scoff at a form of income?
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I'm intent on going to Woodinville to see Jarhead this afternoon. I went to eh car show yesterday instead.