Todays a whole new day.
Tomorrow will also be. . .
And the day after. . .
Sometime I think I should sit and write something.
Then I remember my boss can walk in any minute and get annoyed that I’m blogging. Not that he really cares, he just likes to pick fun at the whole idea. He’s a punk. What can you do?
So I was recently thinking about whole mess of things. And there all running circles around my head. So at a desperate attempt to save myself from insanity I want to get them out. Rambling through the key board seems to be the best way. This way I don’t have to sit down and speak in riddles and no one has to listen.
(Some people say I do that) I think it totally works for me. So screw it.
One thing bouncing around in my head:
the noise, that guys make. And now before you freak out and get all weird. That isn’t what it sounds like.. Understand this thought here. I’m noticing more and more lately that guys have a tendency to make funny noises when they have nothing to say. I.e. Buguly bugly boo & chabawallah… (said with an Israeli accent) now of all the insanity I can think of. I still don’t know why the hell they do that?
Is there a purpose? Does it mean something?
My synopsis:
No. that’s the answer. No, it means nothing. They seem to do it to fill the void of silence. Are they afraid to think? Oh no if it’s silent in the room sh*t, I may have to focus on what’s in my head. ::shaking my head..:: Nebach.
Guys. Get over it. Are you really that scared to process a thought?
Honestly. I don’t get it.
On another note:
I’m cutting this short.
I don’t know. To be continued. . . . . . . . . . .
