Yawn

Well, as I sit here bored out of my mind, I've come to find that the number blogs that are not in English extremely high. This, on top of the number of blogs that bore me to tears, really does not help my day at work. With the better portion of everyone gone (I leave on Monday- we'll discuss in a minute) there is a lack of stuff to do. Of course I still have to earn my paycheck, so I sit here wanting to cry out of boredom. It could be because in my boredom I have time to think about him.

I've come to the realization that Chester, the singer (not the rapper) for Linkin Park is really really HOT. I mean, I've always thought this, but with the dark hair and the skinny geek look he's got going on right now, I would jump on him in public.

I leave on Monday for a work training thing. I'll be gone an entire month. I'll try to publish as much as possible while I'm gone, but don't count on it. I talk like someone reads this trash. Well, of course yyou do Salad Bar. It's good for you to know. Right?

I am a violin

You are a violin. You are very held back and
quiet. You do what you want and that usually
means something quiet like reading or writing.
You are calm and perhaps considered dark to
some. But you rarely talk to anyone besides
your close friend or family.


What is your soft toned intrument?
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I've been sick

So, these last couple days I have been sick. This would be fine if it wasn't a rareity in my life. I hate being sick. i just got over a major infection not even a month ago (which I had for six months) and now I have a head cold. Seems that the instances of me getting sick are increasing. that scares me. Especially because I'm allergic to penicillin, which makes curing ailments a pain in the ass.

And my boss is sick. it's a running joke that we're giving it to each other over and over. I hate head colds, they're the worst.

If anyone out there (besides Salad Bar) was reading my blog, you may have noticed that I changed it. It was getting too personal, and my 'fictional' writings were starting to reflect my real life way too much. Have I given up? I'm not really sure. I seem to have lost direction for now. It's difficult for me, trying to work through what should have been great. But I guess it's time to move on now. I've made my decision, I just don't know if I can stick with it.