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Waltham, Massachusetts, United States
Height: 6'6" Weight: ~300 Hair: Brown/Blonde Eyes: Hazel Nationality: Irish/Italian Birthdate: March 11th 1986 Aspiration: To be a writer of decent reknown. Or at the very least, live my life in relative peace and harmony.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Sup yo.

Not much going on over here. The pollen count is ridiculous and my face is suffering immeasurably because of it. It's a strange feeling when you feel super sick and crappy, but really you're fine and just have pollen in your nasal cavity.

So I watched Juno last night. It's a good movie and Juno herself is incredibly likable. A very intelligent comedy, I'd recommend it as a fine time waster. If you like comedies that is. It's about this teenage girl named Juno that randomly decides to have sex with her best friend Bleeker. She gets pregnant, and has to find a family to adopt her unborn child. Hilarity ensues. Actually, not so much hilarity, not often was I laughing my ass off or anything. But I was smiling just about the whole time.

Keeping these posts relatively short for the time being. Just cuz I don't have much to talk about.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Alright so here is what happened.

A few weeks back I wrote a ton of content out and set it all to post one a day so that I could walk away from my blogging duties for a little while and focus on work.

I screwed up. Somehow that didn't happen and I lost weeks worth of posts for my blog.

Now that I know what happened I should be able to get everything back on track and blogged. See you soon. I need sleep.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Oh finally, a day off

It's been an awful long time since I blogged. Due almost entirely to the fact that work has kept me so busy I've had very little time to do much else except sleep and occasionally eat. Things are looking up though. Since I have started work I went from a state of system shock to more energy than I've had in what seems like forever.

I feel like I'm detoxing the lazy. All the aches and pains, they are just my body turning on machinery that hasn't had a use since I last worked overnight. I'm feeling challenged again, and that's a good thing. I bitch (inwardly) about how much it sucks, how much I want to just flip off my supervisors and walk out the door. But at the same time I want this. I want to come home after a 10 hour shift and prop up my feet. Rubbing the soreness out of my heels feels great. And nothing beats having your own money.