"...and he said nothing, could get a girl transferred!
They all felt something, but I felt nothing.
Except the feeling that this bullshit was absurd."
Bonus points for anyone who picks up on this classic musical theatre reference.
But, no seriously. Nothing. I REALLY want to come up with something witty, or thoughtful, or even just plain mean spirited. But I can't think of anything.
I have lots of things to bitch about, like the AIR SHOW WHICH I FUCKING HATE, but I do that every year.
I have to move in a few weeks. I'm kinda sad about that. But the place is ok. I can live with it. And I sort of like the fact that no one knows where I live. All the better to ignore people.
I'm also a little burned out on work. That sort of freaks me out, because it's only been a year. If I'm burned out after only a year, I have a long rest of my life ahead of me.
I am reading Daisy's Book Club book, and I am loving it. I can't put it down.
I'm bored. I'm boring. I wish I could come up with something to say. Go ahead and make suggestions, Dear Readers, if I have any Dear Readers left.
OH. I have made some decisions about my...um..err..uhhh.... romantic life. I've decided that I'm on the verge of being mature enough to be in a relationship. I haven't decided on the person yet, but I think that with the knowledge that I don't HAVE to be the world's worst girlfriend if I don't want to be, makes the whole dating thing seem possible.
That would probably give me something to write about, right? A new person?
Anyway, I'm really going to try to come up with something good. At some point. But again, I'll take suggestions. Please. I don't want my blog to die.