It's been far too long since last I blogged. It's not that I forget, it's just that my life is so unspeakably mudane as of late. All of it has been mentioned at some time or another in my posts. There's my life for you, boringly repetitive.
Just to update on gym class: the teacher has been as sadistic as ever in making us run.
I've been sitting here the past six and a half hours, staring at my screen, and blaring music. During this whole time, all of perhaps two coherent thoughts passed through my dark mind.
Fridays, I blame you. (The day of course, not the restaurant for you morons out there.)
It can't be good when you've run out of things to think abou in your own mind. I never thought that having more free time would lead me to actually become more dull than I was before. The closest I come to even remote creativity is my blog titles. Meh. Whatever.
An interesting thing happened last night, well, really this morning. At about three in the morning I hear this blood curdling scream come from downstairs, so I came down to see the She-Beast standing in the middle of the living room. Heh.
Apparantly a barn cat had made it's way in the house, and ended up inadvertantly getting stepped on. Nice. I must say though, it wasn't quite worthy of the I'm-getting-murdered-by-evil-Lawn-Gnomes scream that echoed through the house.
But at least it was a moment of brief entertainment.
So there's my last few days in one very small proverbial nutshell. Marvel, or yawn. Be an overachiever and do both even.
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