it's a Friday morning. warm. the fan oscillates in the corner of the room. the washing machine is on. cleaning my work clothes. is this all my life has become? an endless cycle of work, weekend, work, weekend... a little.
i enjoy my weekends. they are the reason i go to work everyday. if i could afford to spend everyday like it was a Saturday then i wouldn't be plotting graphs in excel on a Tuesday or drawing flowsheets in visio on a Friday. but that's how it goes hey...
i don't know where this is at all going. ash is asleep and i'm bored so i'm just rambling on hoping that something genius springs from my mind and into my fingers. then someone reads it and gives me lots of money to bullshit about life etc. not gunna happen.
i'm not really sure what i want from this blog. i've considered just rambling bits and pieces here as a good option for now. i'm going on an adventure tomorrow so maybe i'll write about that... if you're lucky you may get a picture.
then the next weekend i'll be seeing Pearl Jam play. i'm not a huge fan. i appreciate a song here and there. the new album is really catchy though. ash is a huge fan. we will be front and centre up against the railing. this will be an odd feeling for me. being in such a prime position for a band that i am not totally in to.
anyways. i'm running out of boring things to say. wow. that's pretty bad.
thought for the week:
what's the point in making a living, if you're never gunna live?
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