i really need to get to sleep, so i can't let myself stay on here too long.

you know, today was my only day off for a timespan of nearly two weeks, and you know what i did? next to nothing. i guess that's what exhaustion does to a person. i slept until nearly 1 this afternoon (oh how i hate night shifts, which are almost every shift)... then i spent the day doing practically nothing. i e-mailed my university to inquire about timetables, and i cleaned, but other than that, i was lazy as could be. lisa-marie called, and we were going to do something, but i just can't talk to her on the phone anymore... it seems that i've grown up more over these past five years, and she's regressed the whole time. i mean i love lisa-marie and she's a great friend, but we're just not the same type of people anymore. she's way too hyper, and too loud, and too *eek* immature... and she wastes her money and does senseless things and has the attention span of a five year old. i was never like that (besides my unended hyperness and shamelessness, but i got over that once i hit the big leagues, back in 1998). i think i've grown up way too much for my own good, and i yell at her when she pushes the gas pedal down on me in the car, or when she turns the music up too loud, or half of everything else she does. where have my fun years gone? i don't know, i just can't have a good time with her anymore. it's like someone's taken over her body, or even worse: someone's taken over mine. sorry lisa-marie, but our types of fun haven't been the same for a while now. blah. i miss being young and stupid.

now, back on track. i called melissa, and we never really planned anything (and my brain was so out of order, i didn't even think of calling nicole), and then i went out to rent some movies (28 days is REALLY good, cherry falls was stupid) and pig out on junk food (junk food=cheezies) and i bought a scratch ticket just for the hell of it. of course i didn't win anything on it, so i had to buy some more to try and even it out. and i haven't, so now i'm going to have to buy some more and hopefully this damn thing won't suck me in. and i know it won't cause i got sick of it after scratching three tickets. i just want my money back.

anyway, it might actually be too hot for flannel pajamas tonight (it's actually 11 degrees today, in spite of all the pouring rain, and in spite of all the pouring rain all summer long). gotta work tomorrow, so i'll find the chance to write when i actually have some concentration.

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