Sorry to disappoint

I'm not generally at a lose for words and I seldom feel like expressing my feelings but tonight is different for some reason. Perhaps it was because I had such a shitty day, it was one of those days where nothing seems to go the way you planned. Everyone has had one and know they suck worse than a freshman blow job but I guess you have to take the good in with the bad. I've been in a funk the past few days and I know the general reasons behind my lack of enthusiasm towards everything. I just have to deal with my problems on my own, because I know nobody else wants to hear me bitch. Today just sucked; bottom line. But i guess that is the benefit of writing. It lets me bitch about my problems and I don't care if anybody reads them or not.

Right now I'm trying to concentrate but am having a hard time due to both of my pulsating thumbs. The underlying cause of this problem involved my decision early in life to ignore my fathers' wishes to take up carpentry. Thinking back about 6 hours ago when I smashed both thumbs, twice (yeah, both thumb - two times each) I am really regretting that decision.

But generally, I have to say that one of the biggest components of my miserable mood has to involve a change of plans. Obviously, it is more complicated that it sounds, but let me explain and then you can tell me I'm an idiot. Up until a few days ago I thought I knew exactly what I wanted. I planned on taking 1 or 2 years at the Harvard Extension school taking premedical studies in preparation for med school. Following this classes I planned on attending med-school and becoming a doctor. (Simplified version for my own sake) Now don't get me wrong, I still have the desire and want to go to medical school. Perhaps another time I'll dedicate a full page towards my reasoning behind that. The problem that comes to my mind now involves my commitment to either my youth or school.

Well this has to be boring because I'm falling asleep as I type. I knew it wouldn't be interesting before I began (thus the title). I must say, although being completely alone with my thoughts sucks right now just typing whatever comes to my mind feels good. You should try it sometime... I'll tell you what, if you want to try just free flowing your thoughts, send them to me and I'll put them up. I can put them up anonymously if you prefer. Patient-Doctor Privilege.

Until next time...

Don't ever fall asleep holding a glass of water, you'll wake up thinking you pissed yourself.