I love blogging.

I was excited all day to come home and blog. This may or may not mean that my day was just really boring. It wasn't though. Work was fairly busy. It was enough to make the day go pretty quick.
I decided I like posting pictures on here. So I took pictures of random things today for the sole purpose of blogging. I am officially really lame. That probably was official way before today, but whatevaaaaaaa.
So, to recap, this morning was disappointing because it was windy and hateful. I slept in a bit because it was impossible to fall asleep last night and I had to shower in three seconds and then leave for work. I don't like being rushed. It wasn't too bad though, the bus wasn't crowded so I was able to read in peace without hearing the usual explicit phone conversations with so and so's baby's daddy and the classic favorite of someone breaking up with their significant other.

At work we have this game going on for the month, everytime you do something on this list of beneficial things you get one of those plastic easter eggs, inside is another little egg with writing on it and you win stuff. It's sweet.

These are my eggs:
I redeemed some candy and a lottery ticket today, so they aren't shown, BUT GOOD NEWS, I am TWO DOLLARS richer!


I also got kind of bored around the end of the day, which resulted in the realization that I have a large quanity of pens.

I also checked the time incessantly.









When I skipped out of work, I was very pleased to see that the weather had improved. My bus took forever to come but that's normal. I think today was all in all pretty decent.
I was briefly infuriated at the people who get on the bus and refuse to move back because I'm pretty sure they believe there is a bus monster in the back of the bus. Then they clusterfuck the front of the bus and I kick them with secretive malice on my way out.

I really have no goals for the rest of the day. I may just do nothing and then go to sleep really early. Or try to finish Shogun, which is a really sweet book that I'm reading incredibly slow. I don't know why, I usually read rather fast. I hit this weird sort of creative slump recently where I've been unable to do any of the things I enjoy doing, like writing or reading at all. My poor journal has not been updated in a few months. I'm feeling better though, the nice weather is an excellent motivational tool. I think all that cold, cold, horribleness was starting to take it's toll on me. It doesn't usually get to me, but it seemed to just keep dragging with the 2 degree weather.
It can get you down.

I'm going to now eat some food. I'm thinking a peanut butter sandwich is sounding delicious. I had one for lunch too, but I really do like peanut butter sandwiches (and have no other food).

See ya!