I've got the blahs. And it feels like they are going around, so I can't really blame it on a weekend spent hovering, face first, over the toilet. Every day is the same. I ride the same bus, go to the same work, people make the same small talk, and the same smallest little things annoy me to no end. It's even sunny out and I still have the blahs. Blah, blah, blah. I wish something new and exciting would happen. Like a sudden windfall that would allow me to do something new and exciting. Or a school admitting me. Or an unexpected visit from a friend. Anything to kill the monotony.
books, and cats, and naps
Monday, January 18, 2010
A Bad Case of the Mondays
I've got the blahs. And it feels like they are going around, so I can't really blame it on a weekend spent hovering, face first, over the toilet. Every day is the same. I ride the same bus, go to the same work, people make the same small talk, and the same smallest little things annoy me to no end. It's even sunny out and I still have the blahs. Blah, blah, blah. I wish something new and exciting would happen. Like a sudden windfall that would allow me to do something new and exciting. Or a school admitting me. Or an unexpected visit from a friend. Anything to kill the monotony.
