(Sorry folks I have turned the whinny knob to 11, you may want to skip this entry since it contains near lethal amounts of pointless self drivel.)
I am just feeling all out of sorts today, hell I have felt out of sorts for weeks. I feel like I am not apart of my own life. I am just being dragged around doing this doing that. I just feel I am spinning my wheels. I have work to do, but I shirk it more than I should. The worst part is I have not really pressed them about my situation. They did talk to me about a position here at a hospital, but that was weeks ago.
I have had no real drive to make things different. So I am just floating along getting pissed about how things are when I am root of my own problem. I hate the way things are. The weeks just seem to zip by and I feel I am not acheiving anything. I worry that I am going to wake up and I realize I have wasted so much time without doing something to show for it. But I have been way too lazy and too scared to stop and change things. I need to give myself structure and a mental kick in the ass (with love of course), and make myself stick to it. Right now, all I do is desire to do things that have no structure at all. I don’t want to leave my house I just want to be at doing nothing. Hanging out with my wife and our adorable stalker.
I know I am my own worst enemy, and that I am the one responsible for my life. So I need to work on. I just need to whine and get that off my chest. I have more things making me agitated, but I am too scattered and disorganized to present it to you the nice audience in a coherent manner. Because I am looking at what is stirring in the old mind tank and it ranges from glue sniffing smurfs, Conrad Bain hijacking a bus full of nuns, the year 1765, chicken soft tacos, ADD, Ikea and Ulan Bator Chamber of Commerce. So you can see it may be too far out to wrangle that into a blog entry.
Okay back to the nonsense.