Another day of writer's block...

I'm really trying hard to find a way to sort my thoughts, although the spreadsheet and files in my head are not working right. I think I have a virus. My database needs to be defragged. Something is wrong up in there. My irritation level is high today, but not because of anything specific, or maybe there is something specific, I just don't feel like sharing. I'm sure I'm over reacting, because really who am I to request certain things that I may or may not even do myself. Don't you love my code? Figure out what I'm talking about and I will give you a gold star. I guess what it's coming down to is: I'm bored. I need to do something. I have an itch that could prove extremely dangerous, but fun. I love fun, don't you love fun? I am not happy the way some situations have been playing out, and I could scream sometimes. I feel like I make sacrifices, and I know others make sacrifices too, I just see the sacrifices are significantly different and just because someone does this and I do that, it doesn't mean its the same. For example, You might want to punch me in the face, but I really want to poke you in the eye, they are different reactions but are caused by the same feeling, or result in the same feeling. I guess what it comes down to is: something needs to change, or at least the fact that I don't like what is happening needs to be acknowledged. If not, I could be found not giving a shit, and well, that me is really not any fun for anyone. Sorry for my jumbled thoughts today...I'm just really not thrilled today, with much of anything. Hopefully this has cleared my head and now I can proceed with the good stuff I know I have.

You left me alone with myself again!

First, I'd like to say Thank You to all the Veterans out there, active, retired, or laid to rest. I appreciate all that you've done for our country. You are why we are free.

Now, I can get right down to it.

Today, I'm at my desk, and I'm having a very horrible fight with someone, but in my head. This is one of the most knock down drag out fights I've been in, in my head, ever! I wish I could share more, but this is the kind of thing that happens when I'm left alone. I have practice fights with people in my head. Most of them end with me pretty much kicking ass, but I think I have an advantage, mostly because I'm more awesome. I know that I'm not the only one who does this kind of thing too, so don't act all high and mighty like you are better than me or something. I don't want to have to go all Jacquisha on you. What? You don't know Jacquisha? She's my ghetto alter ego, Larry doesn't like her, at all. She's not the one you'd want to meet in an alleyway, or anywhere else for that matter. She's hecka hard, and doesn't take shit from anyone, not even me! Ok, so she is me, but still, I like to think we could be separate people sometimes. I could blame her for the bitch attacks, and she could blame me for, well, being the super person you all LOVE! Haha...See, this is a fine example of what happens when I'm left alone.