Bleh. Monday night. 10:51 pm. I should be in bed.
I have had the Boomtown Rats’ song, “I don’t like Mondays” stuck in my head forever. First time I heard it, I thought it sucked. Now the damn thing is stuck there in my brain and I can’t… get… it… out!
Today they thought my name was “Randy” at Penn Station. RANDY. doesn’t sound a thing like Wayne.
Still trying to study more for the MCITP. scored my best yet, 67% on a practice exam; made some dumb mistakes where I out-thought myself. I hate that.
I can’t even type enough to get all my thoughts out. Then again, who would care? Nobody cares.
Mia grows. Unfortunately her sense of responsibility is nonexistent as of yet. It is frustrating to continually increase the amount of effort & maintenance toward this child, and she still yet isn’t old enough to learn boundaries. well, maybe she is; but I’m not going to punish her for innocent accidents such as playing with the plug as I’m vacuuming. she wouldn’t understand.
Today I asked the wife if I could go out & get some beer, she graciously gave me the OK. So, I quickly geared up & made a foray to Friar Tuck’s. While I was in there, I saw these two fat nerds buying a 12-pack of Guinness. Obviously a couple of girlfriendless nerdy students. I thought to myself, “I bet those guys wish for girlfriends more than anything, they wanna meet that special someone, get settled down.” but I got really nostalgic for my single past. It made me realize, that, perhaps, I will never be able to live the free-wheelin’ lifestyle that I used to. I didn’t really think I was free-wheelin’, but MAN was I. Of course, I think my wife helps motivate me to do things that I myself wish I had more self-motivation for; such as keeping healthy and staying focused on being a marketable individual with 1337 Skillz. The grass is always greener yesterday.
Now it’s 11:04. That means I spent 13 minutes composing this blog post. you better read it.
Somebody, anybody.
Care!!!!!!!!!!
