Boring

 It’s my little bro’s birthday. He’s 17. Ugh. So…old…I should probably call him today. I haven’t talked to him in a while.

I’ve been doing relatively nothing on my days off so far. Playing video games and hanging out with people mostly. I’ve been more productive this morning, and have been applying at anything worthwhile on craigslist inbetween since you just send an email and your resume, no stupid 45-minute long application/survey to fill out. Sometime today I need to walk to Del Taco and apply there, it’s nearby and hiring for all positions apparently, it would make an acceptable part-time night job. Also, the notion of perhaps potentially having free chicken soft tacos is amazing.

Hah, I’ve been getting in an internet argument with one of the former friends that stayed with me a few months ago. How foolish. Nothing will get solved. It’s kind of nice to get the latent rage out, I suppose. There is a certain joy in pointing out the flaws of those you don’t like, even if there shouldn’t be. Even if it won’t lead to change. It’s nice to ruin the facade of friendship. It’s cathartic. Now it’s out of my system.

Hmm, it’s already two…I should get around and start doing stuff. I want to say something useful, but there’s nothing going on for now. Boring entry. Boring life. Boringboringboringboringboringbye.