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