Saturday night. The time when most people my age are out and about, either prowling the streets and playing practical jokes on their peers or the grouchy ol' geezer, er, neighbor next door, or bothering the living daylights out of each other in a pleasant way.(I.e. socializing)
I, however, am special. I get to sit with the computer as a companion, the PS2 as an entertainer, and the television as an informer. Joy eh? But really, I can't complain. I actually like being alone.... Not that I want to be alone all the time, because I think I would go insane if that were the case. I am only human after all, and being part of the human race means seeing your buddies every so often and bothering them in a pleasant way.(Or not. Really, it depends on how much you like that person for the experience to be pleasant....)
Anyways.........
I, however, am special. I get to sit with the computer as a companion, the PS2 as an entertainer, and the television as an informer. Joy eh? But really, I can't complain. I actually like being alone.... Not that I want to be alone all the time, because I think I would go insane if that were the case. I am only human after all, and being part of the human race means seeing your buddies every so often and bothering them in a pleasant way.(Or not. Really, it depends on how much you like that person for the experience to be pleasant....)
Anyways.........
Nothing exciting actually happened today. The day would have been a bit less lackluster if Brazil had won the soccer match. I'm guessing that the Brazilian players were a bit too high on horse when they went up against France because they played horribly. I mean just because you didn't loose a single game right before the semi-finals, doesn't mean that you're unbeatable. It was frustrating to see the Brazilian players making all these uberly stupid and idiotic moves that were uncalled for (like holding this one French dude back by pulling on his shirt). There were times when they were playing like a bunch of frickin' 2 year olds... Well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but they were playing badly enough that I left the room to go draw on my wall. Talk about an ironic situation though; I go away from one place to avoid frustration just to go to another to find more of it. Eventually I gave up on drawing for the day, but mark my words, I am going to finish that wall, one way or another... I actually intend on finishing on what I started this time because I'm determined. DID YA HEAR THAT WORLD!???!!! I'M DETERMINED!!!!!
..............And as if wasting your time reading this blog wasn't enough, I have dug up this as well as this for your time wastage!!!
...That's really all I have to say. I've maxed out my rambling for the day.