Another day, another... well, another day. It's not payday yet, so "another day, another dollar" just doesn't fit.

At the moment, it's a pain to type this, since Amber, the kitten, is sitting right in front of the computer screen chasing the mouse arrow. Ah, there. She moved. I can see the screen again.

You know, this journal... oh, hang on. She's back.

*sigh*

As I was saying, this journal thing is kind of neat. Sadly, that's all I really have to say, since I've been in pretty much a comfortable groove lately... wake up, shower, go to work, eat lunch (sometimes), come home, see Jen, watch TV, sleep. This weekend should be a nice change of pace from that... going out to a club with...

Crap. Cat again. Now she's on the keyboard, too. Thankfully, Jen's now holding her, so I can actually see what's on the screen.

Ah, stream of consciousness. Ain't it grand?

As I was saying. Going out to a club with Jen and Berek, probably going to dance a bit (although I suck ass at it) and drink a bit (I'm better at that), and then have a lot of sex (how good I am at that is not for me to say).

*ahem*

Damn internal monologues. I hate when they get out.

So, that's my life so far. I don't ...

That does it. I'm eating the cat.

Jen was kind enough to place the cat _right_ in front of the computer screen. Love you too, honey. :P

I don't do entries as often as other people, mostly because I'm theoretically too busy at work to look at this website or make changes to it. I'll try and keep it up to date, though, as I get the chance.