I don’t know why I’m choosing to blog at this time of night. I really should go to bed. For what it’s worth I’m tired, but really I haven’t done too much today, or at least it feels that way. Plus I’ve got work in the morning, so I’m just losing sleep “for no good reason” or something like that… And I don’t feel like I’ve blogged that much this past week, but looking at the actual entries, apprently I did on Monday and Thursday. It seems pretty obvious to me that I have a lot more time on the weekends to do this, than I do during the week. I get up, go to work, come home, eat, check my email and blogines, maybe watch something, then go to bed, to do it all again the next day… So, I don’t feel like there’s that much to talk about during the week. And really, there may not be too much to talk about during the weekend either…

I don’t know if you guys know how much I don’t really like long blog entries. I tend not to read them when other people write them, so I try my best to not make mine too long, so that you guys will actually read them, because I really do want you guys to read them. So, I figure that this one will be longer than it should be, but hopefully you’ll stick it out. :)

So, what do I have to say? Well, the Hibbs/Ozborne wedding is coming up fast. I’m very much looking forward to seeing everyone, <rant> but not particularly looking forward to loosing 8 hrs of pay. It was my own choice to stay for the extra time, so nobody but me can feel bad about the decision. But, I’ve had some OT, so that might make up for it… but it would have been nice to have both… but I digress… </rant> I’m looking forward to spending time with the friends that I can scrounge up for those couple of days. And I appologize in advance for the undoubtedly forthcoming vagarity, which apparently isn’t a word, but I don’t care, so I’m using it anyway. Vagueness. So there. Anyway, I guess that I feel like the weekend could hold a great deal of promise for certain things, but things I feel I immensely suck at. So my imaginary expectations shoot through the roof while my prior experience and the realistic side of me shoot those expectations down, hard.

Why can’t life be just like the movies *cough*garden*state*cough*? And why can’t I just be content?

Anyhoo, there were like half a dozen typos above… ouch, but hopefully I caught them all. I really need a haircut. And I probably should have rented a car by now… And if anybody can tell me as to whether or not an extra 3 hours in Texas is worth an extra $75 on Monday, I’m open to suggestions. I’ve got 3 netflix that I need to watch. I saw Episode III. It totally kicked ass, no matter what Bru thought. I think that I use “that” too much. And I really need to go to bed, so ‘night.