I wish I knew what to write right now...
I have one of those feelings where I know I should be writing something profound, but I can't think of what it is. There's something nagging in the back of my mind. Hmmm... I'll just write what I'm thinking and maybe something interesting will get written in the process.
Anyhow. For a quick update on my life, I shall inform you all (whoever you all may be) that I am now working full-time at the Goodwill here in Stillwater. This means that I get to open most mornings, which also means that I go to bed on time these days. Midnight feels incredibly late to me now. It's kind of like how 35 mph feels fast to me now (last weekend when I came home to Tulsa, it honestly felt kind of scary at first, going 65+ on the highway). Working at Goodwill also means that I get to meet 95% of the 60 yr+ population of Stillwater. Or something like that. LOTS of old people come into our store. Gotta love it. Except when they go wayyyy slowly, or when they can't ever hear what you are saying.
Here's a little snippet of awesomeness to brighten your day:
www.dirpy.com
My friend told me about that website, and I feel pretty confident in saying that it will make your life (if you don't feel too bad about stealing music). Pretty much, you find a song you like on YouTube, copy and paste the link into the page, and it turns it into an mp3 file that you can add to your iTunes library. Recently I've been using it to add old boy band songs to my iTunes, and also one of Russell Brand's standup routines. And yes, I still listen to old boy band music. Who doesn't love that stuff? Oh, yes, a lot of people. But I really don't care.
I am 2 months into my 6 month boy break. 33% done with my vow of singlehood (singledom? singleness? singlehood? being single.). After that, I'll most likely just be single without the oath haha... From time to time I find myself really missing my last boyfriend... Not the idea of being with someone, or with him, or anything, just missing him as someone I can talk to. Every now and again I will see something that reminds me of him and it makes me sad that we don't talk anymore. I wish the end of relationships didn't have to mean total separation, but for some reason I almost always get that end of the deal.
Blahblahblahblahblahblah. I can't think of anything more to write.
I can't decide if I should get something to eat or not.
I should go back to bed. (I went to bed at 7 and woke up about an hour ago. Yah, I'm cool.)
I've already got ideas for my next tattoo. I'm thinking of a flapper design for my inner left forearm. If I ever tone up my arms, I want an art nouveau design on my shoulder. Also want a tree design on my side. This whole getting drawn on thing is pretty awesome. Just saying. You only live once.
Okay. Can't think of anything else. Goodnight.
