And, like... I am just so done with today. So done. However... I'm not particularly tired so no matter how hard I try to sleep... sleep just won't come. And that's pretty annoying.
Meh, I don't really have anything to say except that I'm ANNOYED. I did indeed end up not going to the silly James Bond movie last night. But then I ended up regretting it because I was sitting at home bored out of my skull all evening. But now apparently Capital City Guy has developed a man crush (my words, not his) on Daniel Craig so tomorrow night we're going to rent Casino Royale. Bah. Whatever. I don't like James Bond movies, they're fuckin' dumb.
So I tried to waste as much of my evening as I could. I walked to one of the further away malls, wandered around there, then took the bus downtown, wandered around there, then walked home. It wasted... eh, about two and a half hours. Not bad. Then since then I had a shower, stared at my computer, stared at the book I'm trying to read but it's boring and I'm probably not going to finish reading it, stared at the TV... my life is pathetic.
I'm not sure how I've gotten to this point. I used to be so much better at entertaining myself. But now... no. I just don't know how to deal with my time, how to be productive. I can sit and do absolutely nothing at Capital City Guy's place and I'm totally cool with it and I enjoy myself but if I'm at home... no. I just can't deal with it. I don't know what to do with myself. And I think I'm not comfortable here. I think that's a problem.
I kinda wish I had 4 or 5 beers right now that I could just slam back that would put me to sleep. Seriously, I am DONE with today. So done.
I'm pretty sure tomorrow will absolutely kill my soul. I'm going to try to make the most of my however many days off, though. We'll see how successful I am. I'm betting not very.