Because I don't feel like it.

I kind of abandoned this blog after I started blogging on myspace again. Occasionally.

I'm at work and I don't feel like working. I never feel like working. Being in this cubicle sucks the life out of me. I need to do some shopping for work clothes, play clothes, and stuff for Israel... but I don't feel like it. I should be getting excited to go hang out with some of my favorite pals tonight... but I don't feel like getting excited. When I was out on Tuesday night, drinking and eating fried stuff, like I LOVE to do, I couldn't wait to go home, because I didn't feel like being there.

I had this funny vision yesterday as I walked by the puppy and kitten store on my way home from yoga. You know how on TV when a couple gets into a fight and then makes up and the man says, "Let's go to the jewelry store, pick you out something nice..." I had this brief vision of Judson coming and apologizing profusely and taking complete responsibility for the demise of our relationship and then saying, "Let's go to the puppy and kitten store, pick you out something nice." Yes, I am mildly retarded.

I should proofread and edit this posting... but I don't feel like it.