Was that supposed to make sense? No......deal with it.

I sense the sarcasm coming round. The monkey dry humping My ears is picking up the pace and causing a ruckus. Its raining. No bike ride. Passport photos for My permit cost $16 fucking dollars. Four small pics......$16. What the hell?

Me and My dad changed the basement doorknob last night. Was a brief, meaningful exchange of technical words, and old memories. Took us long enough. We just didnt have all the right tools. But we did it nonetheless. Go us...

Im bored.

I could masterbate a few times....

But that would ruin My quiet night alone. Or I could do something constructive with My time.........if I knew what that meant.

My diet is causing some serious "ring of fire" problems and its still costing a fortune to eat. Pain in the ass has more meaning now.

I dont know what I want. I dont know what I need. I just want. Does that make any sense? Wanting something to happen, just not knowing what "it" is? Im at home, o one of the few chances I get to relax, and I spend it here, staring at the fucking computer screen hoping the answers I seek are there.