"This Post Isn't Even Worth Reading."

God, don't you just hate it when nothing interesting is really going on in your life? The past few days have been just a real bore for me; nothing new has come in the mail, same ol' sad "stuff" going on at work and a home life that's barely above the bland level of existence.


It's times like these that I actually crave an adventure. I'm usually the type that takes things pretty easy (life included). I usually don't look for trouble or make it happen. But...sometimes....I want to be Woody Woodpecker. I want to be the instigator. I wanna stir-up-things! Get that heart pumpin'! Get that blood a'boilin'! Do some wild prank and then cry at the top of my lungs, "HA-HA-HA-HA-HHAAAAAAAAAA!!!"


Usually an effort of this sort makes me too tired to actually "go thru" with anything, and I end up on the couch, sitting there with a cuppa coffee and watching Seinfeld re-runs.

(See? I told you this wasn't worth reading today.)