Titles are soooo 2004.

Don't you agree? I'm so tired of coming up with some clever title for my posts that usually doesn't end up sounding so clever afterall. So, I'm protesting.

This post is going to be totally random...so prepare yourselves. I'm sure I'll be back to my regularly scheduled boring self tomorrow.

I really hate how people give you their opinion on things, when you didn't ask for it..and when you certainly don't care about it. It's funny how people have a knack for interjecting when they shouldn't. Fuckers. Yes, you. You know you do it.

I can't wait for the weekend. I live for weekends. As if that isn't obvious. But this weekend, I'm not going to do anything. Except hang out at home, do some laundry, pick up a tiny bit (but not too much because the cleaning lady comes on Monday), and sleep. I'm going to sleep a lot this weekend. Because I'm tired.

I forgot to take my iPod to work today. That sucked. I had no music all day. I had no funky dance to break out into in the hallway. What a wasted day. Since I forgot my iPod, I didn't go walking on my lunch break either. Damn my forgetfulness!

I haven't been shopping in a while. Maybe that's why I'm forgetting things. I'm going through withdrawal. I did go shopping like a week and a half ago, but it wasn't 'real' shopping. It was 'exchange' shopping. I got some jeans, khakis, 2 shirts, a sweater, all on sale from the Gap and then 3 bra's from Vicky's on SALE. But, I need to go real shopping. Like all day, nitty gritty, down and dirty shopping. Where I come home with 40 bags and love every single thing I bring home. I've been wanting to check out some second-hand stores around here. So, maybe I'll do that sometime soon. I like shopping by myself. I don't know why, but I do. It's therapy and it makes me happy.

This is turning out to be a pretty random post. You may remember my spat with my sister on Jan 1. I haven't talked to her since. I did send her a pretty long email the night before last, but I haven't heard from her. It would be nice to talk to her, but you know...I'd kinda like her to work out whatever issues she's having before I talk to her again. But, I am her sister so if she wants to talk about it..that's cool too. Whatever. But you know..sisters will be sisters and no matter what, I'll always love her and she'll always be my little sister. I'm not really sure why I just shared that with you. She doesn't read my blog..but it was just something on my mind. See...random.

I guess I should end this...this...whatever it is I'm doing right now. Maybe I just need to go to bed.