Yeah, It's been too long since I've written anything up here, not that anyone would notice, but still. I would come up with a good excuse for not having written anythign in the last 9 days, but there isn't one. I'm just a lazy sack of shit and that's the bottom line. Well, where should I begin. I've been workin hard like a bitch at the old Beefer. Got over 40 hours last week, should make for quite a nice paycheck. I think I'm gonna get an MP3 player, I just need to decide which one. The Dell website has some nice deals every so often on their shit, so I'm kinda leaning toward that. We'll see, I'll probably just end up getting NOTHING like I always do. Man, I'm such a cheap bastard. I wonder if there are any support groups for people like me, "Cheap Bastards Annonymous" or somethin like that. I still wouldn't go because that's just absurd, but It'd be nice to know there was that option. Talkin to Lamas right now. Damn that kid is stupid. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA that was funny. I've decided not to put what song I'm currently listening to in the middle of each entry. It can get to be a real pain in the ass stopping my train of thought to type in the artist and the song, so I'll just put one at the end again. Well, for now I think I'm gonna go do something productive, like lift weights. LATER!
I feel like crap. My stomach hurts, I have a beast of a headache, and I really don't know what I'm doing with my life. I look at other people who are so sure of what they want to do with the rest of their life and it makes me sick. Why the hell can't something inspire me to take action with my life? I guess it's probably the fact that I'm not really "good" at anything. I worry way too much about everything. That's a problem of mine. Another problem, which should be plainly obvious considering that this is only the second post I've put up this month (I still have yet to post the crap I wrote late one night in Atlanta), is my extreme laziness. I'm sure at some point down the line that will bite me in the ass and I'll be fucked for good. Propper fucked. Not quite sure what that means, but they say it in Snatch alot. Anyway....Yeah, my stomach still hurts like hell. The headache seems to have subsided a bit, but that damn stomach is still givin me shit. For all I know I could have a massive ulcer and need immediate medical attention. Oh well, fuck it. Doctors and I don't really ever seem to get along. They always tell me to do things that I'm just not willing to do. I don't really know if it's the fact that most doctors just really seem like they don't have a fucking clue about what they're talking about, or if I'm just a non-trusting, cynical person, but I just really don't have any faith in what doctors tell me. I need some sort of motivation. Right now I really have no reason to get out of bed when I wake up, I just do it anyway. School starts in 6 days. Oooooo, fun....
I'm done with class for the day. Mondays always suck. I still have 4 more days of this shit to go too. Fuck that. The internet is finally working here at the apartment. Last week it was out the whole freaking week. Hoeksema and Nathan said we got it back Friday, but the bastards told me it was still out. Not that it really matters, though, because I left about a half hour after getting back from class. The bus ride back to the apartments this afternoon was kinda akward. There were only like 6 people on the bus at the most crowded time. I signed up for a weight lifting class last friday in hopes that I will actually have access to free weights. The stupid freaking hurricane destroyed our fitness center on campus and the crappy ass thing they call a weight room here is the biggest piece of shit I've ever seen. The class is in the education building though so I'm a little skeptical.
As it stands right now, I have 2 bagels, 2 slices of turkey, about a half of a glass of milk, about 16 pringles, 1/3 of a box of cap'n crunch, 3 lbs of frozen ground beef, 2 and a quarter gallons of gatorade, 2 boxes of hamburger helper, and a bottle of french's honey mustard. I can make one sandwich using the mustard, a bagel, and the turkey with a glass of gatorade and the rest of the pringles, but that doesn't really leave much for later on tonight. I think I need to go shopping. I better get a list of what I want to get together before I go so it doesn't take me fucking forever like it did last time. Alright, I'm out.