The night is young, Its just I'm not.

I'm looking at the clock saying 12:37am. It is early. Very early. I am going to head down to philly in about 5 minutes to play on my drumkit/set. I have a bit of anger to release at the moment. Some unwanted tension building up. I need to be well rested and ready to go tomorrow. New oxford, which means nothing to any of you, yet it means a lot to me. Tonight had an overall rating of D+. It would have been a steady F if it wasn't for the ability to hang out with Doug and the like. Stephanie was "ok" the whole night, and my palm tree started bleeding. On top of that, I seem to have lost something, and cannot locate it (thus it is lost as previously stated). Kim was being a bitch majority of the night, and it never bothered me until recently. I suppose I just made excuses. I'm good at that. Wood River may not see my presence sunday for the mere fact that I have stopped caring. I couldn't give a shit and a rats ass about that place, or any of the people working there. I'm hoping tomorrow will give me the return that I seemed to have lost tonight. I'm not tired, yet I want to sleep. I'm not hungry yet I want to eat. What is my problem? I did feel bad dropping Doug off to die at mums and taking Stephanie home whilest she was "ok", but for all I know, I was probably making her "ok". Yes, "ok", I think you've got the point. But all in all, tomorrow is another day.

" Some things in life are bad
They can really make you mad
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle
And this'll help things turn out for the best...

Always look on the light side of life... "-MP

G'night.