There was just an awesome thunderstorm roaring past my apartment.

It's over now. I hate palm trees by the way. Absolutely hate them. I think they're one of the ugliest trees God ever created. Which might be sort of bad to think and all but I hate these trees. Blegh.

I'm having a perfectly lazy day at home. I'm not doing anything in particular besides watching I Love The 70's on VH1 and reading through various Livejournal communities . I'm far too umotivated to do anything else. Later though I'm going to have to whip up some energy to get dressed or something seeing how I'm having dinner with my parents. I see my mom all the time but like never see my dad so dinner it is. Is it horrible that the drive across town seems particularly trying right now?

Why am I so lazy right now?

Oh you know what sucks? Waking up to Gwen Stefani's Hollaback Girl at five am because I set my alarm clock in a drug induced haze last night. My brain, all mushy and dopey, didn't seem to connect the fact that today is a non-work day last night. Stupid brain.

On a side note I actually like Hollaback Girl. But how strange is it that every time my alarm goes off Gwen is singing? Usually it's Rich Girl but it's always Gwen. The DJ for that station strictly adheres to its playlist rules, huh? Or else just has a Gwen fetish.

I need some new clothes.

I've been listening to a lot of Green Day lately. I mean almost constantly. It's all I've listened to this week. So now? Now I have to buy the new Green Day CD. Which I will soon as I get off my ASS and go to the store.

I feel particularly fat today. I've eaten too much. I remember a few months ago when I'd eat a meal a day and be totally okay with that. I need to get back in that habit.

Coffee is my bestest friend in the whole world. My only friend. I haven't had any today. I am very sad.

I want my friend K to visit! K isn't coffee! She's a real person.

Hmmm...why can't I focus? I was going to write about THINGS today. Real substantial, to me at any rate, THINGS. And instead I leave with this.

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