Fuck

It's so hard to stay in a consistent routine. Especially when I'm working overnight every night.

I did great making it to the gym every afternoon, until the last two days. The snooze button is just an awful invention. At least I haven't been accidentally turning off my alarm like I have in the past. I can't be the only one who has ever woken up to an alarm and tried to answer my phone (before every little shit and their dog had cell phones an I was like 12). Or turn on and off the tv for minutes at a time. I look back and laugh. (although my mind hasn't progressed much from my goofy adolescent self.)

Words just can't describe how sick I am of living in this cold, cowboy infested, mid-west wannabe prate (that's province + state, FYI). I just feel so separated from normal society. It's transformed me into a bitter grouchy dickhead. Even to my bestest of friends, sometimes. But they forgive and forget with the best of them. So no harm no foul.

I really could rant all day (err night) about everything under the sun, but I'm tired an maybe have work to do. Or some other excuse. Yeah, that's it.