blah, blah, blah

That's how I feel, blah. I want to get out of work right now. I hate being here on a Saturday night. Especially when there is something going on right now where I would much rather be. On the other hand, it does give time to be really bored and play on the net. There are around four or five things that I told myself I would look up when I got here, but now I forget. Damn the bad luck. They were important too. Damn the bad luck. I should start writing the stuff down. This happens every day. I'm hungry too. I want to eat. And I want to LEAVE.

FIN