The Point Of This Post

Ew. Long day! What? You say it’s only Wednesday? Damn the days. I just don’t think Wednesday is going to work for me. Thursday (night) MAYBE but, no, Wednesday just won’t do. Could someone get to work on that? Do I need to email the Google help team? How about Tom from MySpace? Someone needs to get this day fixed A.S.A.P. Or you/anyone could get me drunk, that is essentially the same thing.

Sometimes I stay late at work just to enjoy the silence of my second home. Or really my first home since I’ve been trucking it between houses lately. Mine,his.mine.his.mine.his. Getting old. And, it isn’t really silent because once everyone leaves I turn my music up loud. As in very very loud. I like it that way. I stay late because I like posting from this computer rather than my personal one. The screen is better and it makes my blog look prettier when I can actually see it all at once without scrolling to the side heh.

Really though I AM working on a point to this post but it just isn’t happening.

I could talk about the family I haven’t seen all week. I feel bad about that one too. I could talk about how everything always feels so good with him when I want it to feel wrong. I could talk about how I need to laugh (so so so badly). I could talk about how broke I am from that spending binge I went on but that is just depressing especially since I have another week(end especially) until pay day and I’ve already committed to going out Thursday AND Friday. *crie* (aside: I love internets lingo when I’m bored. Deal.with.it./aside) We could talk about how much I love the () signs (too lazy to spell that word but not too lazy to write all this *ahem*). Or how long it has been since I've seen a movie at the theater. I really love to talk about things.......

So I suppose the point of this is that I have no point. And I can’t actually talk about ANYTHING because this is a blog and I’m writing not talking. Geez now I have to start from the beginning. FUCK.