I don't particularly care for April Fools.

I realized tonight, that I seem to have a tendency to complain a great deal about the hand that I have been dealt. I tend to complain to myself a great deal more than I do to others, and I hope that this statement rings true to everyone. If I actually am just the most annoying person ever, please, tell me in a tactful fashion. Haha, no one wants to get their feelings hurt.

In any case, what I'm trying to get at is that I seem to complain, and not act. Whereas, it makes far more sense to either shut up and get around to doing the things that would make my life better, or instead to shut up and just deal with it. Either of these options would probably make me feel significantly better during my late night shenanigans. I tend to sit in front of my computer and mope about what I could be doing better with my life. Of course, I do this whilst I stare blankly at the computer screen. When I could be sleeping. Preparing for the next day, wherein I could do some of the things that I wish that I did.

Idiot.

Haha, maybe not quite. Unmotivated, maybe. Even so, I seem to have figured this out a little bit, and as a result, I'm going to do my best in the next little while to get my act together. I have a few outstanding tasks that need to be completed before my life can move forward in a meaningful fashion. I have no doubts that I can get them done within the week if I set my mind to it. However, this could quite possibly mean an end to my late night activities. As I can't seem to be a productive member of society when I sleep all day. Another revelation brought about seemingly by a lack of sleep.

This entire blog post thus far has been written in a rapid fire fashion, which hopefully explains the amount of rambling that I am doing. I seem to be finding it to be calming. Listening to some soft happy music also seems to be calming me. I plan on talking a walk as soon as I am done with this post. Yeah, it's five in the morning. I don't really mind. I'm really hoping the birds are already out in force. That would make me a happy boy. Oh, so happy.

I've written out a small list of things that I desire. All of them cost more money than I have immediate access too. So I'm going to have to do some budgeting and some saving. Buy some things with gift money instead of work money which is going towards other important ventures. Maybe, anyways. Haha, I'm the worst with money, and I know it quite well. We'll all see, I suppose. If I suddenly have a plethora of new things, you will know that I have failed epicly in my quest to find some sort of control in my life. Hehe.

So, this may very well be the longest blog post I've written in months. That's rather pleasing to me. Although it might set something silly. Like a precedent.

Don't expect long posts from me. Ever.

This is a treat from my person to your person. Personal eyes. Of course.

Oh, hey. You know that tendency I have to end my longer posts with some sort of music, or song? Well, that's not happening this time. You know what? I don't think I'm even going to fini

I have a terrible confession.

I collect weird looking food.

I have deformed candies littered around my room in little containers.

Succumb to the sound of a heart in overdrive.

My face itches.

I have drawn a distinct correlation between M&M's and delicious.

Munchkin should be a thing done far more often.

My basement is usable now, I don't know what to do with myself.

Headphones deliver greater sound quality. Surprise!

I'm growing pretty weary of my phone.

My desire to learn acoustic guitar is getting stronger.

My complete adoration of the bass guitar is in direct opposition however.

I need to eat more fruit. Bring me bananas.

I'm getting sick, I must quash this illness with rage. Posthaste.

30 Rock is quite possibly one of the best shows on television.

The temptation to sleep is not strong enough. Need to build a device to make desire stronger.

I need more decorations for my room, and the basement in general.

I need a new job. One that pays significantly better. Preferably one that will teach me new things, and hopefully related to computers, or biotechnology.

I really ought to get a new piercing. I'm thinking something innocuous. Tragus maybe. Eyebrow area. Not sure.

The sanitizer at work smells like something from Haiti. It makes it hard to concentrate.

I want to learn a new skill. Computer programming, maybe. NERDY.

Lists bring me pleasure. Normal people pleasure. You freak.

Obligatory: incumbent or compulsory

So says dictionary.com.

That's what I feel about this particular blog post, as it relates to V-Day. Today.

I wish it was just any other day. Instead, it's a day where the I will inevitably dwell on the fact that I am single. Single. Not a fan of the word.

There are all sorts of things I could go into. The concepts of love. Whether or not I feel ready for love. Etc.

However, it's unnecessary, as at the end of the day, I will still be in a poor mood as a result of the day.

Hope you lucky folk do enjoy the day.

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-We watched the sun rise,

Hues of fire and life danced,

Across our little world,

We were together at last,

Forevermore lay before us,

Yet here we lay,

Ensorcelled in the majesty of it all,

Enraptured by the caress of the wind,

Together we press forward,

Under the constructs of cloud,

The stars creep above us,

With indescribable wonder,

We quietly await the new dawn,

Because silence is required,

Before music can be found,

And I don't want to miss the birds,-