Blob Of Humanity

Do you ever have days where you feel like God made a big mistake in putting you on the earth if he expected you to get anything accomplished? That was today. After going to bed at 4 am it was a little uncool to hear Bridget's alarm clock going off at 8:30. That in itself would not have been bad if she could actually hear it. Yes, this girl sleeps through the alarm that is right next to her head. I, however, am not so lucky. The incredibly annoying sound eventually propels me to get up and wake her up. Once again, this would not have been bad if I didn't have to do it EVERY TEN MINUTES. It's a good thing I like her so much...I did threaten to punch her in the eye next time though. That's my new thing, punching people in the eye. One of these days I'm going to do it, I swear to God. Anyway, after I eventually got out of bed I proceded to do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. I was a big waste of oxygen. Even at work I did next to nothing. This, unfortunately was due to the fact that I had next to nothing to do. Don't these people know that I have to make money???

Come to think of it, I've been a blob alot lately. Sure, I've gotten things accomplished, but with no flair, no patented Jaime panache. Horror of horrors, I've become BORING. I'm not witty, I'm not clever, I'm not funny, I'm not hyper, I'm not goofy, I'm not adventurous, I'm not crazy, I'm not...anything. I have no idea why either. Someone help me found my long lost sense of fun and adventure, not to mention humor!

I'm watching 40 Days And 40 Nights right now. Has our society become so sex crazed so that going for 40 days without sex or sexual contact is virtually inconceivable? I like to think that I could easily do it. However, I don't want to if at all possible. It appears that I'm involuntarily headed that way though. Not cool. I'm being forced by my body to give up alcohol and I would really prefer not to deprive it of everything it once loved. Until later.