Friday night lights.

Huge plans tonight. No, not really.

Wound up at The Latest Dish for food with Dave, Joe, Ian, Chris, Wally, Markus, and a bunch of random hipsters who's names I couldn't remember half way through their introduction to me. Dave and I each consumed the worlds most unhealthy mac and cheese, rendering us useless for the rest of the night. Soo.. him, Chris, Joe and I headed back to fort awesome and watched Zombieland. Score.

Rest of my day was kind of useless. Didn't do anything constructive.. and that's probably because I'm having a super hard time concentrating on menial tasks right now. I'm sorta just starting things and then abandoning them before they're even completely started. Basically, I'm having a lot of ideas, and not acting on them. Damn, this needs to stop.

I wrote a bunch last night. My thoughts are all jumbled up though.. they aren't coming out competent.. it's all choppy and unorganized, which can be pretty poetic all in itself, but this, well this is just sad. It's like I'm writing poetry with tourettes.. it's just sloppy and random. Focus exercises? HAR. Funny. Me.. focus.. hahhhh.

So, I have an ass ton of homework to do tomorrow before I go in for the shift of hell at work. I'm so tired of being in the hospitality industry. I hate most people so much.

At the risk of sounding repetitive, someone come and hide under the covers with me.. please?