Excessive

I didn't write today... Instead of writing I just drank beer and felt weird.

I'll write tomorrow I'm sure, I mean... I'm going to run out of beer eventually right?

Today went by really fast, and overall I suppose it was an okay day.

I don't really feel like writing tonight but I'm going to force myself to just because I know that I'll regret not writing later on, even years from now.

Today was a busy day out of the house, going for breakfast with Julie, Mel and Darren and then floating around town as we did things. We started at Delmar for breakfast, and hit up Value Village, a tire place cause Julie's car needed some alignment crap, Wal-mart while we waited, and we somehow found ways to waste a shitload of time wandering around.

I just fucking ran over my big toe with my chair, moving from side to side from my mac to my laptop, and it's now bleeding and I'm even more frustrated than I was a few minutes ago, and let me tell you, that was pretty fucking frustrated.

Life is interesting.

Things change, things that annoy you will change, objects that bring excitement will change, and things that make you sad will change, but your brain normalizes, your brain changes and alters and the things level out and move. There will always be something that makes you sad, something that makes you happy and something that makes you worried. These things will change from year to year, but those feelings will never go away. Your brain always has a way of becoming happy or at least a baseline. Ze Frank explained it better...

Another day off, and it's kind of gone in a blur. It's strange how that happens, how the days you look forward to the most transform into quick, uncomfortable or unenjoyable experiences. Not that today was either, but it was a blur, and I didn't do that much, and I didn't feel that relaxed, so overall it was kind of a lame day off, but I kind of expected as much, so I can't really be disappointed.

Today was an interesting day... everything feels a little bit off center, slightly out of place, but I know myself, and I know this feeling was to be expected given circumstances. It's not neccessarily a bad thing, but it's really got me worked up inside. I feel nervous inside, I feel anxious... I just want to feel at rest for once.

Today was a day off. Yeah I guess I could just end it there but then that would be pretty boring no?

Last night I stayed up really late, even though I had taken a sleeping pill, I fought it and stayed up way later than I probably should have. I ended up playing Monday Night Combat with Kyle and Tom, which was a lot of fun, and it's a pretty good game. I think I could use some practice, but I wasn't doing terribly, especially considering I was like four hours into a sleeping pill.

Another day gone by, another entry to be written.

Work wasn't too bad today, having gotten ahead the day before, it made today completely free of pressure, which is key to having a good day at work. It was relaxed, no sense of urgency or stress, just time to do work, to stay organized and feel good.

Today turned out to be a pretty good day, generally, and it was a refreshing change of pace.

The day didn't start off to well, I slept in and had to take a cab to work, this being the second time or maybe third this work week, which is costing me a lot (close to $60). I knew going in to work that the day had potention to be relaxing and a good day, and it actually turned out to be that way.