Sleep the day away.

Took the Van in this morning to our mechanic. Made getting the fuel leak looked at the top priority. Everything else is non-critical.

I came home and crawled back into bed. I neglected to turn the ringer on my phone off, so my sleep kept getting interrupted. Thus, I didn’t get out of bed until after 3 PM. Somewhere in there, I watched Kung Pow: Enter The Fist on Roxanne. And I played another level of WarCraft III. It’s starting to drag on.

I was thinking I should continue playing Armada II. I remember I stopped playing because the level I was on was the type that I absolutely hate. The ones where you have all these sensor arrays out in the middle of nowhere, and you have to watch them be destroyed before you can build your base up and GET BACK OUT THERE. It’s not all that hard for me, it’s just annoying. I should finish that level and then finish off the Federation levels. Surely playing as the Klingons will perk my interest.

With time to myself, I pondered what to do with myself over the summer. I tossed around the idea of a roadtrip. I have money in the bank, and two weeks to take off, at will. Where would I go? I’ve always wanted to go around meeting ODers. Such is a pipe dream, I doubt I’d get enough willing floors to sleep on. Besides, it would be awfully lonely (and a bit dangerous) to go by myself.

So, I started thinking about things I could do with Melissa. I mean, if we were to be social. This resulted in me lamenting to myself about how boring I am. *laughs* Well, not necessarily boring. I just have a hard time thinking of things I enjoy doing. A passion, maybe. Something I love doing. I like video games, sure. I like watching movies. Just thinking of things I do with my friends. There just isn’t anything wild and exciting that I do. Or so it seems.

Thankfully, I was reminded of my lust for pinochle. It may not be snowboarding or surfing (two things I’ve never done), but it’s something I truely love doing. Which reminds me of how Paige and I used to play card games and board games all the time. That was one of the reasons I loved being with her. I’m going to start carrying my cards on me. There are plenty of times I’m with two friends and we’re clueless what to do. It’s about time I taught them.

I need to clean my room. Yeah, that’s an overstatement. But, I misplaced my check book. Again. It’s in there, somewhere. I just can’t remember where. I figure I’ll actually use my checking account when I pay the repair bill for the Van. I can’t see myself paying 500 in cash. Would probably break my scottish heart.

I find it hard to believe I’m still twenty-one. It’s been one hell of a year.