Journey to nowhere inparticular.

Today is one of those, run of the mill excessively boring, smack yourself in the face until you feel something kinda days. Having lived in Georgia for the past two years of my life and then drastically changing the scenery by tagging along with my parents to Laurel County Kentucky was not one of my best ideas. I'm stuck here, bored out of my mind. I'm almost positive that I could recite you the entire screen play from The Young and The Restless past six episodes. very intriguing yes? I know. 'To die for' is probably what your thinking. Rolling the words off your tongue in a very sarcastic and spiteful manner. Nearly hissing the word 'for' at me. Watch out, you have fangs! I left behind my darling life partner kayla. She's off floating away in her bed doped up on pain medications and muscle relaxers. (She just had extreme back surgery to correct her morbidly malformed, scoliosis plagued back.) I wonder how she must feel, laying there all alone in her bed, wishing I were beside her to kiss the pain away. Probably ten times worse than my boredom is affecting me. HM. I think some guy in another room is reading what I write as I type it. Freak me out. What ever happened to privacy and what-not. 1984. BIG BROTHER is out to get us all huh? Figures. Privacy was left in the dust years ago, when the lightbulb was invented. Whatever. But I suppose I am off for now. Toodles.