It is already past noon and I have barely done anything besides breathe, drink a glass of water and scratch myself. I think I'm going to try to clean my room today, as it's once again reached the stage where my desk is covered in strata of detritus and the floor is so carpeted with junk that all that remains is a series of aisleways to my closet, computer, bed and bathroom. I would take a picture of it but the $300+ dollar digicam I got from my mom for my high school graduation appears to be broken. It was one of the first-gen digi's, and there are cameras today half that price which are a thousand times better, but it still makes me a little sad to see it go. And I couldn't afford another one right now even if it mattered (good thing it doesn't really).

This summer (post-road trip) hasn't gone at all the way I hoped. By this point I expected to have gotten my second job and be raking in the money which I will be living off for the next year, but now with barely two months left of summer this has yet to happen. It seemed like everything was lined up perfectly, too. I am going to try to get my shit together and chisel out a plan before Monday rolls around, because this whole living from paycheck-to-paycheck thing just ain't cutting it. I also planned to have paid Matt back for a lot of the Europe trip costs by now and that hasn't happened either. I am getting sick of things not working, so I am going to make some work. Goddamn, how did my room get this dirty?

If you've sat through all of my whining, you deserve some humor! Matrix Reloaded: The Abridged Script.