what a way to kick this thing off

well…here we go. this is my first attempt at expressing myself through writing, in a public forum, at least. it won’t be Shakespeare; i’m horrible with iambic pentameter. it also appears that i can’t write a long flowing sentence. well, that and capitalizing seems to be a problem also. we’ll not even touch the grammar.

so, here’s my life in a nutshell. i work, i watch tv, i sleep. that’s it. i don’t even get to sleep in my own bed, i live out of hotels. i think i’m homeless. (long pause on my end. i think i just depressed myself.) upside: i have a job that pays decently. it affords me toys to keep from remembering i’m not home. and, staying in hotels is like living in your parent’s house. you leave in the morning, and when you get back, someone has cleaned your room and made the bed for you. plus, there’s no nagging involved. still, a PSP isn’t my brother, and a maid isn’t my mom. not that there’s anything wrong with a PSP.

ok, i lied. i don’t just work, watch tv and sleep. i spend a lot of time browsing the inter-web. i check my emails (i only have 6), watch youtube, visit makezine, and most importantly, check achewood.com for new cartoon posts. if you haven’t been to achewood.com, go. i will almost guarantee that you laugh until you pee your pants. but start from the beginning. you have to get to know the characters to enjoy them that much more. that, and the entire thing is hilarious.

i apologize if this thing seems disjointed. this is taking me longer than i thought to write. i guess my ex was right, i do have a problem sharing even the smallest of thoughts. but, i’m finding that bottling everything up isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. (insert long pause wherein long internal monologue with hand gestures ensues.) maybe i’ll get to the personal stuff at a later date. today i’m concerned with the fact that i don’t recall ever hearing someone sing a Prince song on American Idol. i think i would like to hear someone sing Nothing Compares 2 U as a country song.

and with that, i’m off. must sleep. have to work in the morning. (snappy closing line).