Random late night blatherings

Ah hell, looks like I did it again - stayed up much later than I wanted to. I've got a lot to do tomorrow too; I have to get a new tire for my car, check my transmission fluid, pick up a present for my nephew and attend his first birthday party over at my Mom's house. So instead of going to bed an hour ago as I had planned I instead took care of my weekly bills (putting them off until much too late at night) and spent a half-hour browsing LCD monitors that I'll never actually buy. I didn't even have time to play any games, something I'd been looking forward to doing all night.

And you think YOU have it rough?

Actually, I'm very cognizant of how well things are going despite the self-deprecation I occasionally find myself falling back on. I may not be making the kind of money I'd like to be, I may feel a certain degree of loneliness at times, I may even just get frustrated by the times I'm living in. However, when I start examining my current place in life I really can't complain much. I'm living in a great house with a friend so close she's all but family, I have tons of toys to distract myself with, I have a great family that loves me. I've been in much worse situations in my life - and there are plenty of people out there that are currently in much more horrible places than I could ever imagine. When it really comes down to it, somehow I've been pretty damned lucky.

So I've got that going for me.

I know I was going to write about my New York vacation but I haven't felt like going into anything deep for the past couple of days, probably because by the time I'm logging into this site I'm already pretty tired. I've also seen a couple of news stories I wouldn't mind kvetching over but I think they'll have to wait a bit also. That's the beautiful thing about this site: no-one reads it so I have no-one to disappoint!

Wait, no. That's actually really sad.

Ah well, I can live with it. I do have tons of material to draw on and write about, though, which is the true beautiful thing about writing here. Even on a night like tonight where I just want to go through my fifteen minutes and get to bed without really writing anything of substance, I can still squeeze out several paragraphs of bullshit.

Speaking of which, there's no way I'll be able to concentrate on writing now; Buck Rogers is on and is delightfully cheesy, as usual. BRIGHT SHINY OBJECT! MUST GO LOOK AT IT!