• wow, here i was, sitting, thinking that i was totally without a blog here on this site, and apparently, i was not. it appears i posted one earlier. hmm, odd. anyways, i'm bored. i only blog when i'm bored, which means that said blogs are usually just rants of one form or another. mindless babblings that no one really cares about. which is cool, because i seriously doubt anyone actually reads this. why would they, eh? i'm pretty useless as this blogging junk. i don't know why i'm even doing this. like i said before, it's obviously a total waste of time, because no one is going to read this, other then myself, probably in a couple months or a year or whatever, and i'll laugh to myself thinking about how stupid i am [now] and how i'm so much cooler then [the future], but that's probably a lie. i'm probably just as much of a dorkface in the future :] hah, i probably sound like a pretty emo, lonely, loserish, NO LIFe kind of kid, right? yeah, no, i'm not. i sware, pointless blogging is not my life, seriously. if it were, my blogs wouldn't be so spiratic and pointless (hey future me, can i spell then? because i'm pretty sure that i just got that one wrong. spiratic? yeah, that just doesn't look right...or maybe it is, and i'm just too tired to realize it? idk.) but yeah, if this computer-ing junk was the only life i had, my blogs would be way cooler and be full of meaningful stuff about life and sadness and why E doesn't really equal MC-squared or whatever. but this, this is way lamer then that. so, i'm kind of on a Grey's Anatomy kick. that show is pretty great :] seriously. on another random topic, i don't want to go to work tomarrow at all. which is probably why i'm refusing to go to sleep, even though my contacts are practically falling out of my eyes with sleep-time fatigue. (fatigue, let me guess, i spelled that one wrong too didn't i? or maybe i didn't and i'm just being brain dead again? blah, i don't really care, and i'm sure you don't either, do you Future-Me? moving on...) it's almost like i think that if i don't go to sleep, i'll be miserable, and my boss will just say "oh, it's okay, you don't have to work today, you can just nap at home and i'll drop off the day's pay at your house later. rest up kiddo!" which is SO not going to happen. I mean, my boss is a cool guy (heck, he's my BFF's dad), but he's still a boss, and futhermore, he's sane. So, what's actually going to happen is that i'll wake up tomarrow, wishing with every ounce of my being for another 29750411 hours of sleep, drag myself though what promises to be a dull but wearing day, and then go (totally exhausted, might i add) to church, which will begin at around 7 p.m. until...late, because it's the Easter Vigil mass, and that's when everyone in the church gets to confess and watch people get baptized and light each other's candles (in a totally NOT R.E.N.T. kind of way) and then end up collapsing into bed long after i should, get up much earlier then i should, and try to convince my sleep deprived body to look cute in my adorable Easter outfit, and pretend to be perky, simply for the purpose of annoying my princesses-of-all-things-dark-and-evil-and-not-preppy cousins who i don't like very much :] ahh, i am SO evil, and they don't even realized that i've totally mastered their art and used it against them. HAH. i so win. wow, it's strange how writing this all down (or, rather, typing this all out) almost makes it worth something, even though it's not. at all. hm, continuing my sleepy rambling with intent to post probably isn't the smartest thing to do, so i do suppose i'll end here. Goodnight Future Me :] and on the extreme off-chance that some poor soul stumbled across this blog and began reading, expecting it to have a point and is now realizing that it really, really, doesn't...Goodnight. I'm very sorry, I know you were probably just reading away, expecting me to ACTUALLY tell you why E doesn't equal MC-squared, but i warned you early on, you can't expect that kind of stuff out of me. Seriously.

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