This Blog Is My Clipboard

"Today was... today was horrible. Everything about it. Brain switched on in the morning, and my entire body felt far too hot and lethargic. It turns out I'd fallen asleep with the heat lamp on. The industrial strength heat lamp. I was less 'overheated' than I was 'cooked alive.' And one of my eyes had fallen out and rolled amidst the mess of wires and cords I called a floor.

Already a bad day.

The commute to work was about the most peaceful part. As usual, my favored shortcuts were near deserted, and I was allowed some quiet time to curse and try to will my body into moving correctly."

See? Look at that. That's everything I did last night. Lame.

Sweet virgin blog, I claim you

So it's 3 AM, everyone I know enough to bug is sleeping/away, and I've been staring at this same stupid doc I typed earlier for hours. It's just one of my weird little aliens talking about how much his day sucks, and I can't even put all the feelings of how MY day sucked into his day sucking because I write a sentence, stop, and fret about ruining it all. Despite the existence of the backspace key.

So, of course, I decide it's a great time to get a blog!

And maybe actually stick with it!

Hahahahahahah! Lying is my favorite hobby. Other than video games and drawing things and..yeah, I think lying is third place on the hobby list.