Some things you just don't want to end.

I hope I always live by an ocean. It gets taken for granted. Victoria gets taken for granted sometimes. The ocean is always a walk or a bus ride away, everything basically is. I don't really want to move to a place where there is no ocean. Ocean breezes are the best.

This weekend was good, it was good to see everyone again. I seem to be able to see everyone, at least for a little bit, which is the best. I was kinda stressed about that, but it's fairly easy to see everyone, it seems, so I'm glad.

I like the subjects here. I can be vague, or put stupid quotes, or not put anything at all. I'm content with it being vague. If I wanted people to know something, I'd say it outright.

I make good sandwhiches. It's all fucking uniform, and suburban. Yeah, I make the kind of sandwhiches you see second graders get for lunch, made by their moms, with everything on them, in the right ammounts. I don't even try, they just turn out that way. Maybe I try, subconciously. Shit, I forgot salt and pepper. Oh well.

Hrm, alot of music seems kinda bland. Maybe it's me, not being able to get into it like I used to be, but stuff I used to really like, seems kinda bland now. It's not really invoking any emotion from me at all.

My ear hurts, I hope it's not some sort of ear infection or something, those are horrible. It's the most frustrating kind of pain too, the dull, lingering pain that makes you want to scream, and bash your head against the wall so you just feel different, and it's not there, for a split second.

I wish I could write another insightful entry, but it's just turning out like shit.

Goodnight. :)