"Wow, it's been some time since I've written, but it's Friday, I'm stuck at work for 11 more minutes, and the majority of FBISD has gone home to enjoy their libations." he says as the phone rings.
Alright... now where was I? Anyways, I just feel the need to vent a little, or ramble, rather. I have become bored. Not in all aspects of life, but for the most part. I recently moved out of my parent's house into an apartment with 2 of my best friends. Man, since I've moved in, we've really set that place up to be quite the pad. We've got a projector that spits out a 10' image hooked up to our TV, Xbox, and N64... yeah that's right! We've got darts. We've got the Bimini Ring game that everyone at bars hates so much, but can't stop trying to master. We've even got a mascot. A fish named Leviathan. He's an Oscar. I couldn't ask for a better place to live. We get along great and there's really never a dull moment. With the exception of always being broke now cause I'm dropping an extra $500/month on rent. I just feel stuck. I mean when it comes to going out, we frequent the same places, see the same faces, and it's just so repetitious. Don't get me wrong, being a regular has its perks, but I just need to get out, get away, do something different. I think a lot of this stems from my 4+ years of singledom finally catching up to me. I mean with the apocalypse just around the corner, being single isn't quite the best status to have on facebook. Oh well, I just felt the need to blab a little. It's 5 o'clock & I'm about to go release the kraken, of the rum variety.
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