Working On A Saturday

As the title implies, I’ve scheduled myself to work today. I took a couple weekdays off and didn’t feel like burning any more vacation time for now. Working Saturday isn’t all bad, there’s nothing really going on, so I’m free to do whatever I want.

And I’m bored out of my skull.

I have my PSP with me but no desire to play. I’ve read the entire internet already, nobody’s updating the blogs I read, no news stories worth a damn, can’t even go see a movie because I’m paranoid that as soon as I walk out of the building something will happen and then I’ll be screwed.

I still may go see a movie later. Can you guess which? My voice on your home answering machine if you do. There’s a 1:45 showing and I hear it’s no good to see this movie at home, just utterly worthless. I hear that all the time about movies and it’s never true, but about this one I believe it. I think by then things may be settled here enough for me to go, and that showing should still get me home by the time the rest of the family returns.

I could write, I like to write, but I never do. Wait, what am I doing right now? Oh, cool! Anyway, I’ve gotten really good at writing stuff down that seems like it should be written down, but like someone once said, “Inspiration is for assholes.” I don’t know if anyone really said that, but it sounds good. I need to write when I’m not inspired to write.

Like now.

Watched the first two eps of Californication last night. Oh. My. God. Sorry Pushing Daisies, we’re not BFF anymore. I mean it’s a little unfair because Californication is on cable, but still. David D. is amazing, the best role ever. I wish I could be playing that role, but then I couldn’t watch him play that role, so the universe is as it should be.

I’m out for a few (shit, someone is fucking coughing a lung out somewhere disturbingly close to me), better go eat something. See you soon.

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