I'm here a bit bored to tears - wondering why I stayed home. Oh yeah, I'm a bit tired from the long weekend of partying, so I decided to stay home to rest before I start all over again - but damn it I don't want to sleep. Ok, so I'll blog, but about what - ah, I know people and their peculiarities. Yes, people, they are like onions, layered, the more you peel away the more you find laying beneath, it takes quite a bit a peeling to get to the core (unless you decide to just cut it) and in the process of peeling it some tears will be shed - but with the right ingredients, in the right dish, they are fabulous.
Ok, scrap that, that's boring - oh my god! I have nothing to blog about. I don't want to blog about my weekend, and man was it FRIGGING GREAT and I don't want to blog about people. In the local parlance "what's causing dat." I'm just not in my mood tonight - someone recently asked me whether I was moody; clearly the answer is yes. Damn it man, I'm going to read myself to sleep.
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