Nothing Special

Modest Mouse - The Whale Song. Lyrics here: http://www.songmeanings.net/songs/view/3530822107858782489/

*Side Note* - I do feel bad wasting such a good song on such a shitty, non-interesting post...but I hope that it's musical goodness will raise the overall quality of said post.

SPOILER ALERT! - Bleh.

So I've had this post open the past couple days, and I've been tabbing back and forth adding in anything I had anything to say... I'm just going to let this all flow out of my head... it seems to be the only real thing I've felt these few days.

Call it writer's block or a lack of a solid train of thought, I haven't written any poetry in a while. That kind of bugs me. First, I have no material as of today's date that I would say is worthy of posting... nothing that could make me "famous" or anywhere near successful, not to even mention to just live off of as an actual job. I mean honestly, who am I kidding? There, I said it. My work is bleh at best. Sure there are a couple good lines, but...I don't know. It just seems to not be working out. Second, it's not like I don't enjoy writing, I love it. It's kind of a reflection period for me, so I felt like I was missing out on something good by not being able to put pencil to paper, and just jot something out. So here I am, actual blogging. It's that funny? No. No Taylor... it's not.

Damn.

So I'm single. Again...

                                                                                                                                  ...Awesome.

As I draw a big frowny-face, made up of tinier frowny-faces to show you what my face has been like on the inside the past couple days... and then I'll draw a Really big smiley face, made up of tinier frowny-faces to show you what my face has been like on the outside the past couple days.

Eat that visual.

In all honesty...I think I've taken it very well. It is odd that the girl in question will almost surely be reading this post, so I'm hesitant in what I should say and what I should not. It's not like I have any vile things to say, so no worries. We ended on fair terms as I recall... so no harm done. I just hope no future entry, let's say... of happy times with other people bring no feelings of...bad... feelings. You know. Yeah.

Ugh.

Bleh is my existence at the moment, and the funny thing is...I can't spell existence right the first time, but I can the second and in a weird way, I believe that says a lot. /shrug. All I feel like is that I'm at work constantly...although I did have a very odd, 4 day "weekend" from work, so that was cool. But any juice of fun I could have sucked out of that apple of opportunity was flushed down the drain, along with the rains in which it heavenly poured from. /sigh

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To be quite honest with you, I would love to be out of my mind right now... and any method is looking tasty atm.

But that's not going to happen anytime soon. And now this blog is coming to end because I don't even feel like writing anymore. I need a "pickme-up", so if you guys have any ideas, I'm all ears. Until whenever... peace "n" words.

P.S.

       I feel like the title. If I didn't make that clear.

P.S.S.

       Now I feel emo.