December 30th, 2002

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188 entries on my friends page since Friday, and I've just finished reading them.

I can't think of a damn thing to say. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Looks like I'll be spending it at home with the fam putting the kids to bed and watching Dick Clark or some other fucked up loser shit while everyone else I know has dinner and goes to parties.

Wow, I'm not quite sure where that bit of bitterness came from, I didn't know that was hiding inside. I guess I'm more irritated about being broke than anything else. Damn Christmas. If I had $100 I could have a fantastic New Years Eve. Anyone want to donate? I have PayPal.

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I have nothing to do here. Actually that's not true. I could be pro-active and start learning the shit I need to know for next week, but I don't feel like it.
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