tater_mae | blah blah blah (Reply)

its late. but i don't have to work til 1030 am tomorrow. today. whatever.

bored. tired. something. still eating. prolly a bad thing.

anyway... yeah. don't mind the below stuff. its just ramblings of a very tired person. which would be me. and its late. i should go to bed.

what is with me and these late night postings?

oh, i know. its cuz i play the sims, then i realize that i haven't written like i should be until i get my journal.

so Carol is a lesbian with Dina Caliente. they live together. and they like money.

Angela and Rhett had a baby girl named Essie. She just turned into a child. Angela is best friends with Shelton the Mailman. (cuz, you know, she's a house wife.) Rhett is a scientist, a Top Secret Researcher, and i think he's friends with Cassandra Goth. They want another kid. Go figure.

I'm thinking maybe i should load University onto my laptop, since theres more clothes/hairstyles and all that.

its like, i forget how much i like the sims. cuz when i play, i play for hours. then i stop because the sims are taking over my life. then after awhile, i start playing again, forgetting why i stopped in the first place. then i remember cuz it happens again.

is that weird? or does that happen to other people? (probably not since other people have lives.)

whatever. its late. i'm going to bed.

we were talking about stream of consciousness today in class. i remember in creative writing we had to do free write to 'warm up' which kinda reminded me of the whole 'stream of consciousness' thing since its kinda the same thing. in english we had to read Virginia Woolf's "Mrs. Dalloway" and its written in stream of consciousness. its weird, but kinda ok. i haven't read the whole thing yet, but i will. it just shows how people don't think rationally, logically, and/or linearly all the time. like when thoughts jump from one to another without a lot of connection between the two. this is just me writing whatever comes to mind, you know. but its late and i'm tired. my eyes are droopy. and i have to work tomorrow. hope people had fun clubbing. i prolly might have could have gone tonight, but i didn't find out til later and i had class anyway. but still i hope people had fun. i'm kinda excited for saturday though. i had to sort of pause and thing of the day. i'm tired. i know i keep repeating that, but i think it can be repeated. so there. my parents are in midway. its just me and mares (and grammy) in the house. but i'm working for the whole weekend, so it doesn't really matter all that much. my touchpad is kinda bothering me. my hands kinda hover over it a bit so the pointer goes all over and stuff. meh, whatever. i'm just glad i have a laptop, which i still have yet to name. my teeth hurt. i've been clenching my jaw as of late. i haven't really done that in a couple of months, whatever. i'm kinda used to it, which is kinda a bad thing. sleepy. meh. work. blah. music is good. i like music. and hot guys. i like those too. mmmm... hot guys. anyway, back to what i was... thinking... about stuff.. and not hot guys... cuz that's just distracting... but a nice distraction. whatever. i think i'll stop now. since i'm rambling. and tired.

the end.