i'm stupider than stupid.

went bowling last nite, that was tons of fun, it was the first time i'd been in a while, since sometime last year. yesterday was fun, definitely long, but fun. i didn't get into work until like eleven, that was mostly because i didn't get to sleep til like half past two. bowling kept me busy til like midnite, and i got home around a half hour after that. of course i didn't have the good sense to go to bed, but it worked out better anyway i think.

so today's my day off and i'm at home, but i didn't go to sleep til sometime after seven this morning. that was definitely not the move, at least physically. there just really isn't much good that can happen when you lay down to go to sleep for the night and the sun's already up. already up, as opposed to still up. anyways, about an hour after i went to sleep i got woke up by some dummy crushing cans.

i did get to sleep for about five hours tho, but i got woke up by the phone about half past noon. right now it's almost four and i've done jack. i really wanted to get my oil changed and wash my car. there's also quite a bit of cleaning that i should do around here, but i've been totally useless. i wanted to write letters today. Laura wrote me a few weeks ago, and i need to write her back soon, Lisa wrote me too and i've wanted to write her ever since she went back to illinois.

now i think it'll have been a successful day if i manage to take a shower.

feeling: like i need a shower
thinking of: sleep, wistfully
music: "la vie", billy sprague

i need a better phone.

i've got this cordless, it's not bad, i've had the displeasure of using some terrible cordless phones in the past. mostly in my parents' house, and i think they were so staticky because of all the police radio interference that you get in the hood. but anyways, i can't ever really have a conversation on the phone without it crapping out on me after about three or four hours.

i have letters to write, i'll probably get around to that tomorrow.

feeling: charged-up
thinking of: bowling
music: "the ballad of country dick", mojo nixon

arr. this has to stop.

for the second time this week, i'll attempt to get through a day after getting less than my ususal six hours or so or sleep. i'm going on four and a half today, made it to sleep at three and woke up half past seven. i felt pretty terrible when i woke up, but showering made it all better. i have no idea how some people can not shower in the morning, if i didn't, i'd go through life as a total zombie.

i had a pretty good reason for staying up so late tho.

ok, off to work. . .

feeling: awake
thinking of: dunx
music: "duel at the two-o'clock bell", reverend horton heat

i'm sort of a dummy.

but it was a good day. i got mail today. real mail, not bills or the pennysaver or anything like that. birthday card from the grandparents and a letter from dorey. that ripped. and then as though the day couldn't have gotten any better, she called, made my whole day twice.

yesterday was good too. i'm a bit tired from it, tho it was fun and i did get to see the supertones for the first time in like six years. it was an outdoor show, which i don't really like too much. it's just hard to get into a band when they're playing on a stage that's about a quarter mile from where you're sitting. i'd get into the constituency of the crowd there, but neither of us wants that, really.

so i got home around half past eleven, found two messages waiting for me, one was my dad. he called to see if i saw the soccer game, Mexico played Brasil. they won, beat them 1-0 for the second time in two weeks. i didn't get to see the whole game, just most of the second half and overtime. the other message was nice.

i'm off for now, monday night raw is on, i gotta take out the trash, and i'm expecting a phone call. it'll be great

feeling: texas
thinking of: thunderstorms
music: "ignite", the oc supertones