get me the hell out of here

Ahem, so…

Not for nothing, but my lame ass had a dream about Scotty last night – we won’t get into it.

I’m still grappling with this motivation thing, I feel kind of useless at

work not wanting to do anything. I mean, I don’t just sit here but I could be far more pro-active with things and just choose to waste time on espn or perez…oi. As odd as it seems I think being back in the swing of a full class load might help me pull my shit together, and obviously taming down my weekends… (hah!)
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I’m thinking about going to Nashua this weekend to get away from the city and watch the Championship on Brian’s rediculously large television, plus he could use the company. It’s a long weekend so I can compromise by staying on Friday night or coming home for Sunday and have a balanced weekend that won’t kill my bank account…I wonder if I can get any of the boys to come up for some NH shenanigans.

Probably not.

Spose I shouldn’t have written this entry at work if I really cared about being motivated, hah! Off I go…