What am I even doing?

I sometimes don’t even know anymore. I just move along day to day and do very little. I should change that. I want to play more games. I want to record more games. Which reminds me, I was going to record FNV tonight, but I forgot, so I guess I’ll be doing that tomorrow. Not a horrible thing, I suppose. Anyways, I don’t do as much as I should. I want to do more. I really do.


Of course, there’s something else that I want, too. Something that I don’t think I can find a way to get. I’ll keep it vague for now, because I have a small plan, but I have a feeling that it won’t work. And not only do I feel it will not work, I almost have a feeling that it will devolve into a horrible mess, and I’ll just be worse off for it. I guess maybe it’s nothing less than I deserve. Someone certainly already thinks so. That plan can’t come to fruition until at least a week from Monday, though. In case you didn’t know, that also happens to be my birthday. I will either have a good birthday, or a really shitty one. We will see when we get there, though. I’d kinda like to bitch and complain about it now, because I have an idea of what’s going to happen, but I don’t know for sure until we get there. Maybe I’ll be surprised. More likely, I’ll be horribly depressed and very mad. I guess we’ll see.


Not much has gone on today, just kinda hung around, really. I think I may go to the grocery tomorrow, since it’s Thursday, after all. I don’t have much I want. I should actually probably think of a couple other things for the list, but it seems no matter how short my list is, it always costs more than I expect it to. Of course, if I wake up too late, I may just wait on the whole grocery thing.


It’s too hot in here tonight. I don’t actually have the fan on tonight, though. I suppose that might help a little bit, but not a whole lot. I’m really sick of this weather. I want it to cool down. I mean, it’s mid-September, after all. It should be cooling down. I hate this. 


I can’t think of much else to add right now. I’m tired of the heat, I’m tired of a lot of things, I suppose.