Population, me.

How fucked up is it when you are so burnt out you can’t even write about being burnt out? LOL Chat at ya later.

NOT!!! Nope, I don’t get a three day weekend this weekend and that makes me sad. I’m happy for all you guys who do get to rock the weekend, though. God, and a three day weekend would just be friggin awesome right about now. Everything is so damn crazy at work, and I’m so burnt…

In other news, I did get to work on my Top Secret new project a bit last night, and I’ll do some more tonight. I need to get that damn thing live. Hopefully I’ll see some cash from this new project. If not, it will be a learning experience, and I will move on to the next one. ;)

In just a few here, we are headed to Lowe’s to get wood for Heidi’s garden boxes. It will be good to get that up and done for her. She’s as burnt as I am, and needs an outlet. Ahhh life. :)

Ok, all for now. Will write more if I find something interesting!

Seattle? Yeah, it feels like we live in Seattle right now. Nothing but rain and dreary weather. Some say, I love the rain and gloom and dark skies… Well, so do I — if I could stay home in bed to enjoy it. But, no, we have to go out in it, and try to charge up the brain and toil away at our little jobs when we should be in bed with a cute girl who has been duped into thinking you are quite the catch watching a movie and eating popcorn…

I think I’ve figured it out. It’s not the weather that gets you depressed, it’s the fact that you can’t properly enjoy it that depresses you. That’s my theory and I’m sticking to it.

AAARRRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!

And now, a random thought from the “You Couldn’t Give Less of a Shit Department”.

There I was, driving back to work from my second field trip to some school on the ass end of town. I pull up to a red light and stop of course. I pause to take in my surroundings, and what do I see? Some twenty-something wearing a mini skirt! Yay you say? Nay, my friend, this was a far cry from yay. This girl was crossing the street as proud as can be, in her flowy (as opposed to skin tight) mini skirt and you were just praying for calm winds. WHY do they make these skirts in sizes above 10?

Ok, are you done calling me an insensitive ass now? I’m all for pride in the way you look, and the whole beauty takes many forms thing. I’m certainly not against larger folk being comfortable in their skin. Hell, I’m jealous, cuz I’m sure not comfortable in mine. But, seriously, don’t pretend a blimp is a fighter jet, if you know what I mean. It’s like painting racing stripes on a moped, or a Yugo.

So, here I sit, pondering over the multitude of interesting things going on in my life. Of course, by multitude, I actually mean a starving, sucking void. I don’t think I’ve done a bit of side work in weeks! WEEKS! I’ve come to the conclusion that a bit of Old Daddy Brain is setting in. Before it gets too out of control, I’m thinking I need to resurrect one of my side projects.

The real problem is my energy level. Talk to me right now, and I’m raring to go. Ready to work work work — on something interesting. But, here I sit at work with not one interesting thing to do. I still have to do these things, and for the record, I’m on my lunch break, you clock nazi. So, the natural solution is to work at home, right? But, man, you get home and jump right into playing with your kid and doing other things. Not that that’s a bad thing, it’s just a thing. So, by the time your daily allotment of free time rolls around, you are completely tapped…

Why am I telling you this? Well, of course it’s because I’m the only one who feels this way and I’m trying to share with the world what unique problems I have in my life… Kidding, of course. I’m just at a loss for anything else to write… So there. Hopefully I can find a burst of energy to get some work done. I should start drinking coffee when I get home at night. :)