nothing

Nothing happening.

No progress toward any goal, usefull or otherwise.

I went to the Border Cafe tonight with Kelli and Jenna.  That’s always worthwhile, and as usual it was an enjoyable night out.

However, I once again failed to do anything musically.  I ate a huge freakin’ meal when I’m trying to cut down on everything.  I wanted to catch some of the San Jose vs Chicago game tonight but instead of that I’m here staring at a blank screen.  I have about seven books that I’m a few dozen pages into that I could be reading now.  I feel like I’m never going to finish anything again.  My rush hour commutes have been fucking brutal the last few weeks.  I keep leaving earlier and earlier and keep getting to work at the same time… a couple of minutes late.  I’m completely fed up with it.  Even minor league hockey, which is something I sort of obsess over this time of year, had a bad day.  Lowell was off, but I needed two of the teams in their division to lose today and they both won.  I suppose it could be worse… they’re still holding a play-off spot.

Okay, bitchfest is over for now.  It really hasn’t been that bad a day… I went to the Border after all.  I wasn’t in a bad mood until just a short while ago…

Maybe tomorrow will be better.