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2003-01-19 - 12:47 a.m. I think my life is like one of those lazy river water rides. I'm just floating along, la di da. Which wouldn't be so bad if I was holding a drink with an umbrella in it. It would be even less bad if I was floating along, holding a drink, in one of those two-person innertubes with, let's say, Joaquin Phoenix and we were in a water park in Paris and after we got tired of the lazy river and the log ride and all the waterslides we could get some cotton candy and then leave to go sit in some little cafe somewhere with a view of the Eiffel Tower and some old Italian guy would come along singing and playing the accordian and we'd order one big plate of spaghetti and he'd push the meatball over to me with his nose and then we'd both pick up the same long piece of spaghetti and, well, you know.... Wait no. Wrong movie. Anyway, I believe the proper description for life at this moment would be "ho-hum blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda boring pointless stupid pathetic boring pointless blah blah". I feel like warm milk- boring, bland, and good only to put you to sleep. Blah. What will happen when I do get back home? Anything? Nothing? I'll go back to work (hopefully), so maybe I'll be less bored. I'll have the benefit of my soundtrack to "The Matrix". I'll snuggle with my fluffy kitty. But other than that, will it really matter whether I'm home or not? Will I continue to spend my nights sitting at home, feeling lonely and sorry for myself? I ask nothing more than the tried and true late night Wallyworld/Denny's combo every once in a while. Will this ever happen? Where is a Magic 8 ball when you need one? Because I think my ESP is broken. All it does is laugh hysterically whenever I ask it if I'll ever be less of a pathetic loser. :-P Maybe all I'm asking for is the acknowledgement of my existence. But from whom? In middle school, we did a silly play called "Coming of Age". There was a song in it that went something like this: "Sitting in my window/howling at the moon." Relevant. Very relevant. Enough of that. Remember, you can take my survey if you wish. It's called "mangosurvey" and I would link it again but I'm just too damn lazy. Oh well. Goodnight. :) 
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