"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results - Albert Einstein

oh well, what the hell.
November 28, 2005 - 5:55 pm

at least one reply would have rocked.

yeah, i know.. bad time of the year for quick replies.

what i really wish for is someone to invent a way for me to plug some device into my head and record my thoughts. a dictaphone for thoughts.

last night, while waiting to fall asleep.. i revisted this story i've been toying with.. and came up with a damn near perfect version of it. i almost got up to try and type it... but i know as soon as i did that, i'd lose it. so, instead.. i just enjoyed the telling in my head.

work was shitty. i simply don't have the time to do what i need to do.. at least not how i want to do it.

on the plus side, the newbie started today. i have this odd idea that i know her.. but i'm lost as to from where. i feel like asking "do i know you?" is such a silly thing... but i'm curious.

i'm nearly sure she reminds me of a person from classes in virginia.. and it's not the same person.

steelers play tonight. 9pm is too fucking late to start a game. since it's a midwest and east coast team, the game should start at like 7:30pm.

i'm cold. need to find some socks.

oh, and i'm a tad freaked.. someone was in my apartment or i have ghosts. the fusebox was open.. it's not something that can "pop" open. there's also crud in the kitchen sink.. and new drain stop. i know it's new because i didn't have one when i moved in.

i'm not so sure i care about someone being here.. i'm not worried about someone "spying" on me.. in fact, i'd probably laugh whilst calling my lawyer to sue.. the thought of someone peeking on my fat ass is funny and lawsuits are the american way.

i'm annoyed that.. no one called to say someone would be in. no one called ask if they could come in.. no one called just to say "hey, we are going in."

that pisses me off. sure, i rent.. but this is my space. every lease i've ever had has a line about the landlord needs to give proper notice.. which is generally 24 hours unless there's an emergency.

seems like common courtsey to give _some_ sort of notice or leave a note.. or something.

actaully what bothers me is my place is fucking mess. sort or embarassed someone saw how things are.

oh well, what the hell.