I spend far too much time worrying and concentrating on the dumbest things.
I have to work my one shift this week in a couple hours and I should be sleeping.
Instead, I’m listening to Matt & Kim Pandora radio, avoiding opening my laptop, fantasying about what kind of ninja summoning technique I would have if ninja powers were real, and if ninja dogs are tools are pets.
God, I hate nights like this one.
This is like a repeat of January: all sleep, no play, few paydays makes Jack a dull boy who thinks it’s O.K. to reference “The Shining.”
Not to mention, I have to house sit this weekend and I really don’t want to do it. It has such a strange smell and the dogs hate me. At least the bed is massive and it pays well. Least I’ll be able to catch up on my reading.
… What was I talking about again?