oh good

Hello 3 in the morning! It is so good to see you again, you know, being in bed with a farting bullmastiff and wearing sweatpants really isn't the same without you!  

I am now faced with three options: 

1) watch TV

2) rip pages out of my clinical textbook for veterinary technicians

3) play zelda

The only reason I have not already jumped to #3 is because I don't really feel like watching the opening cut-scenes of Ocarina of Time all over again.  I think the 754th time might be a little tired. I hate myself for thinking that.

I get to see Chi Chi tomorrow!

firethroat

it is 6 in the morning and i don't have work until 1.  there is a small mentally handicapped, deaf, cross-eyed kitten running around my room, his name is windsor.  i am agonizing over the dumbest shit that i have absolutely no control over because i've got nothing better to think/care about.  i realize that whenever i am feeling even a little bit shitty, i take every measure possible to make sure i sink deeper and deeper into a wah baby self-pitty party. that's what i'm up to, blogging seems so suitable.  

dear everything: quit it.