Mhm. A blog. It's almost like conforming cause everyone has a blog except, it's so personal. Does that make sense outside of my head? Either way, I generally don't like talking about myself so a blog seems contradictory to me. That's what 3:30 a.m. does. It's definitely like a slight buzz. Just barely soberness. Things seem like good ideas and then the next day you're like "fuck, I wasted a lot of time doing nothing all night". But then again, sleeping is a whole lot of nothing when you think about it.
Perhaps I'll teach myself a lesson. I'll make an early morning commitment to doing an entry at least once a week. That'll be every Thursday. Yeah give it a few weeks and I'll stop taking on projects in the middle of the night. Kinda like a rehab patient who doesn't make big decisions for a year. Or, of course, I could come to enjoy this. Hmmmmmmm...a rehab patient becoming addicted to making big decisions sounds dangerous. Dangerously great. A reality TV show I might watch.
Dude, did the Jays win? *Checks the score* Uh...stupid question? 5-1 Yankees. Fuck you. You better play better tomorrow night Jays. Cause I'm gonna come and spend a somewhat hard-earned 10 bucks on nosebleed tickets and you better put out like it's our honeymoon.
I definitely need to work on something for my next entry. Direction. This entry has zero direction.
Anyone notice how many trees have fallen around the city this summer with all the storms? Crazy stuff.
You know what totally ruins grass? Ants. Design flaw Mr. God. Design flaw.
And with that, I recognize that it truly is time for me to shut up, sleep and wake up sometime early afternoon. Yeah, next time I'll make sure to have a direction. I'll hold off on the rants for a little while. Maybe a couple entries before a full-on rant? 2 or 3 maybe? Wouldn't want to sound bitter...
G'night Y'all!
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