I had an unproductive day yesterday. This isn't really surprising for me because I'm an unproductive person. I tend to have a lot of difficulty completing the simplest of tasks because they usually seem really pointless to me. I was supposed to write a blog post yesterday and then do some other, extra-curricular writing for something else. Neither of them got done. I suppose this is a good thing because I was at work so technically I should have been working on actual work stuff anyway, but I'm kind of sad I didn't get more done. I guess it has a lot to do with the fact that nothing interesting or exciting happened yesterday. I sold some clothes, I bought a dinosaur t-shirt and I talked to one of my extremely stupid friends about rape(I told you, this is a rape-y blog). It was pretty uneventful.
I'm pretty sure at one point I said that something I didn't like could suck my fallopian tube and he said 'Oh I will ;D' and I had to explain to him what exactly a fallopian tube is, which he responded to with "Oh. I thought it was a man part. Every night I reach down and I'm like 'This is my fallopian tube'." I laughed so hard I cried and then I laughed about it again this morning.
I told you nothing very exciting has happened. I need to catch a bus in two hours, but that's about as exciting as my life is right now. I'm going home to pack up all my shit for my new place which hopefully will be free on Sunday. If it isn't, I'm going to be living out of a gutter or something. I have nowhere to put all my shit so I need this place to be free. Of course if I had my 60's VW I could just live out of my van. People would be like 'Hey, so what's your address?' and I'd be like 'Fuck addresses, I live out of my van bitch.'
Looks like the motivation well for me today is a bit dry. This could be really long and impressive and interesting but I just haven't got it in me. I'm sorry. There's no commitment here. It's sad but it's true. I'm going to end this here before I get too boring.
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