Sliders make a day worthwhile :)

Long, boring day today. Went and worked a 7:30-8:30 shift to pick up some overtime. I got a long break in between shift breaks, but it was still a long day. I ended up with frayed nerves, frustrated at customers, and depressed that my entire day had been spent at work. But I know it's progress because my first instinct was not to come home and automatically look for a job. :) I just brushed the dirt off my shoulders and went home. . .

So, of course it was close to 9:00 by the time I hit Warren. I knew I didn't feel like cooking a dinner and anything coming from Chef-Boyardee just didn't sound appetizing. So I went for comfort food. That's right. The craving hit and so I found myself in a White Castles drive-thru. Man, I love those things! You can only have them when you really crave them, but when that craving starts you would rip through a crowded parade just to get one White Castle :)

Didn't do much of anything of note tonight afterward. Tried to watch some tv, but nothing was really interesting. "The Simple Life" was on FOX, but after about five minutes I came to realize that I simply loathe Paris and Nicole. The are just very shallow, callous, unattractive human beings. They have no regard for work or decency or any values that go against their own. They just giggle the whole thing off and move on to wreck the next town. . . The remote flipped to South Park next, which is sadly a guily pleasure of mine, but it was an old episode I had already scene. Settled for "The King of Queens" and then read for a bit. Now I'm on here doing this blog thing. . .

Days like this I really wonder if I'm just wasting precious internet space writing about my mundane days. But this blog is supposed to be about my life and I guess the mundane days count just as much as the days where something great happens or I have a great epiphany or anything like that. After all, it still costs me 24 hours, doesn't it?

Man, I'm bored. Ugh. And tired. But I don't want to go to sleep just yet because it's not even eleven.

Two more days until the weekend, though. That's always good. If I can survive the next two days at work without going crazy, things will be a-okay.

So, I'm pretty much done with this entry. I want to write more but can't think of words. I want to do something to keep me busy, but can't find what. I could cruise the online singles sites, but that just depresses me as to how much money things like that cost and often how fruitless they are. I've read all my friends' blogs. I could search out strangers. Ugh. Well, I'll write more. . . hopefully something fruitful. . . tomorrow.

C-Dubbs