Get...In...My...Balls...

MOLTRES...
I'm sitting here, doing this one a Saturday night
You think that I'm just going to give up
And that I'm just gonna go somewhere else
And I'm gonna give up on catching you?
You think I have better things to do
Than sitting here and trying to cram a
Six foot tall bird into something the size of a
Baseball?
No.
I don't have anything better to do.
You think I have friends to go see?
You think I have places to go hang out?
You think I have dates to go on?
You think I have sex to have?
Well, apparently...
You don't know teenage boys on the internet very well!
...
God, that was a sick burn on myself.
-Chuggaaconry

Story of my life

Ohai.

So I like how I said, "I'm back," in the last blog post, and that I'd try to do more posts, and then I don't do anything for quite a few weeks. Oh well. Life moves on. I feel like I'm giving a speech about my life to an empty room when I do these things anyways. I believe only two people even remember that I do these things and read them anyways, so I continue to ask the question, "What's the point?"

Let's give it a shot anyways.

My muse has been a bit on dry as of late. It's sad. I listen to all this awesome music and check out all this awesome artwork and other things of the sort, and I say to myself, "I want to do something like that!" Though, in the end, nothing ever comes out of what I try to do. Me and my archenemy wrote out a bit of a "Bucket List" of stuff that we were going to do before the end of summer. Go ahead and guess how much of that stuff is done. None. Not a one. Depressing. I don't even talk to them that much anymore. Even more depressing...

Work work work work work work work. It's all I seem to do anymore. It's really the only place where I feel appreciated for the stuff I do. Granted, I don't do much else, but the work I do around the house usually goes unnoticed, so I stop caring. I don't do too much for my friends anymore. Does that make me a bad friend? Eh. I'm indifferent. I've lost a lot of really close people this summer. Granted, I've found a lot of really cool people as well, ones that were right in front of me this whole time. My Steak 'N Shake family...I love these people. They are my sanity keepers. Without them, I'd go mad. It's going to be hard working at another Steak 'N Shake without them.

College is right around the corner. Who's nervous?

...I am.

So nervous.

Don't think much more needs to be said on that topic.

V and B's wedding is on Friday. I'm kind of excited for that. I only say kind of because I hate weddings. Boring, boring, boring. Plus, the only person I'll really know that is there besides those two is M...I don't know. Maybe things will be more fun than I am expecting. I'm just waiting for Saturday to get here so I can go to Gen Con. Thinking about saying screw tomorrow after work and just spending the afternoon from five till like midnight or something down there. That would be pretty awesome in my opinion. It would kind of be lonely by myself, but I really want to check everything out before the tournament that I'm signed up for starts.

Well...I guess that's really about it. This blog is actually fairly boring to be honest. I told you...My muse has run dry. I'm not depressed...No one is hurting me directly...I don't have a love...No real motivation to be creative.
Somethings missing...
Obai.