I don't know what it is about potatoes, but they make my mouth feel like it is going to explode. Then I think about how they use potatoes to power lightbulbs in grade school science experiments. That's encouraging. Supper was almost ready before I left, but I had to leave. I still arrived ten minutes late. Before I left,'Hey, wanna save some supper for me?', and they said ,'Yeah all over it' or something like that. Yeah, now a have a mountain of these mouth exploding, lightbulb powering potatoes to shovel into my stomache. I'm not even hungry. Yuck. I'm sure there were carrots being made before I left. I hoped beyond hope that there would be carrots buried in the mound of earth apple, but I have no such luck. This, my friends, is an exciting day. Mishaps with potatoes.
I still don't have a job. I paint the gate outside. That's what I'm doing with my life. Painting a gate. Why? Because it needs painting. I'll paint it again in a couple years. And I will spend the rest of my life living in my parents house eating copious amounts of potatoes and painting gates white and houses blue and receiving free fast food sandwiches by various methods, so my tiny money cushion never deteriorates and I never go anywhere. That's a decent sized sentence. Is it grammatically legit? I can't tell anymore.
I looked into some school kind of. Like, I'm pretty sure 'kind of' is the most you can look into through websites. I don't know what I want to do with myself, so I think I will go to school so I feel like I'm still doing something. What should I take? Programs? Where are their programs? Oh, there they are. But, this is just a brief overveiw of nothing I'm looking for. Courses then? Okay, here we go. But I've heard you have to be smart to get into some of these or something like that. Where do I find that? Requirements? Nope. Oh, here is a recommendation. Cool, I might make it in, with solid recommendations like that. But, cost? Cost is nowhere. I hear it is supposed to be about a million dollars. And will have to keep assuming this, but you aren't telling me the price. Jon says that's because they don't want to scare you off. I don't know about everyone else, but I'm not jumping in to be told later that I owe a million dollars. Gahhhh!!!
Sometimes it gets boring at home when you don't have a job. Or school. Or friends in the same situation. That's why I don't mind painting the gate. Or picking apples. Something to do is far superior than doing nothing. I decided that sleeping and watching movies by yourself also count as nothing. I brought this up because computers are boring. Maybe that logic doesn't follow, but I got there somehow. I found some almost cool things my compy has that I totally don't really care about. Like an 'on-screen keyboard'. Type everything you want to type with one finger. Yeah, it's slow. And this magnifier thing. It's kind of cool, if I was half blind. It has an 'invert colours' option. Why? I like inverted colours as much as the next guy, but this seems rather silly.
Hahaha. I'm sorry if you read that. A little bit of wasted time. Brought to you from me, through the internet. Intraweb? If you want to know how I'm doing, I'm almost finished painting the gate, and I don't know what is next. Just pretend you don't know what is next, and nobody is there to tell you. I guess I shouldn't need someone to tell me. I'm sort of new to this 'life' thing. That's pretty much where I am.
