Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday is always like this... so slow, so boring. I want to go out, and go do something, but really, it's hard to do that when I only have 6 bucks in change. That's pretty much why I'm stepping up on the chores, housework, and everything else. Stripping paint off the balcony rail, repainting it... it just makes things even more dull. It's just that it was by choice. I chose to do it, I volunteered. I still wonder if it was all a mistake in the first place, but it makes no point now. That probably means a little less bloggage and PC... Aw well, I can live.
On a less dull note....
Nothing at all. Which sucks. A lot.