Sunday, January 27, 2008

blogged down

It's Sunday, and surprise, surprise, I'm at the coffeehouse. I'm getting that feeling, where I do too much work, and I can't ... I feel kind of depressed. I almost bought a videogame, just to keep my mind off things. But I didn't. I almost bought Resident Evil too, just to have something to watch. I guess if I get really desperate, I'll go to Borders and buy something to watch. But I doubt that I will.

I don't want to go back to work after jury duty ends. It will be interesting, to see if I even stay.

Monday, January 14, 2008

gross out

I'm at the coffeehouse today, I don't know why. I guess I feel kind of depressed. I slept too much again today. It seems to be a pattern with me. And now that I don't have netflix, I'm wanting it again, because I'm bored out of my skull with Wow.

I saw this really handsome blonde boy from the massage school with this beautiful, long hair ... and I thought, "How boring." I didn't even want to talk to him, he didn't interest me at all. I'm bored with massage, I don't even want to do it anymore. I don't think I will ever do massage again, except for the fact that I need the money.

I want to force myself to write though.

I had jury duty today, and I might get stuck on a trial. I really hope I don't, but ... I suppose there is a chance. I hope they take one look at me and decide they don't want me. But, it made me think about the world and what I want to do. I thought ot myself, I'm glad I didn't become a lawyer. I don't want to be a lawyer. And then I thought, "I wonder what it would be like to work at the courthouse?" I'm glad I didn't do that though.

It doesn't interest me. I really realize that what I really want to do with my life is write. I was even thinking of going to visit my nephew and niece this weekend, but now, I think I won't. I want all three days to myself to write. I guess I'm being selfish, but too bad.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

bored, yet again

I'm at the coffeehouse, bored out of my mind. I have to go to jury duty tomorrow, which I despise. I HATE jury duty, I have that they give it to me every goddamn year.

I've been detoxing on caffeine, and that makes me pissed off too. I don't really like it, but I feel like it's better for me. My body was in total pain, but the interesting thing is that I totally slept a ton, and now I feel really bored. It's like, too much exercise.

I'm really bored with everything. I don't want to play World of Warcraft AT ALL. I'm so sick of it. I need ... I need to get a new job or ... to move somewhere. Maybe it would be interesting to go to France, or maybe it would just be a distraction.

It's interesting, because now that I have time off, a whole week-end to myself, it feels like SO MUCH extra time. It's like a ton of personal time, and I don't know what to do with myself. Maybe it would be better if I could find a cool coffeehouse to go to, other than this one. I tried another one near my house, and it was totally vile. I hated it.

Sometimes I think I just need to meet someone new. I have like absolutely no friends whatsoever, but ... I don't want to do the same old boring things. Nothing feels like it would be interesting to me.

Probably, I need to get a videocamera and start experimenting with making films.

I'm looking at a new mac laptop, and I totally would love to have one, with the new operating system. It looks really cool

Sunday, January 6, 2008

any progress is progress

It's Sunday afternoon, and I'm at my favorite, the coffeehouse laundromat. I just ordered a turkey pesto sandwich, and Im praying its not made on wheat bread, like I'm looking at. So gross. Thank God, it wasn't.

I'm starting to enjoy coming here on Sunday afternoon, and doing my laundry ... Sunday afternoon. It's kind of fun being here on Sunday night, and i seem to get a little bit of work done. I love all the hip posers who hang out here, doing their laundry, mixed with the occasional weirdo leeching the free internet.

I've been playing too much wow, working on my twink, Snow White. I can feel myself wanting to go home and work on her some more. Which I probably will do, even though I should be writing. But that's okay.

I'm starting to feel again like I want to quit my job, and just do massage. But even if I don't, I will ... I figure even if I slowly write the novel, that is good enough.