Wow, how borring is my life. I just took a run, for FUN! Wow, but seriously, I don’t think I can complain (though I will). I have a roof over my head, a computer to sit at, friends, family, a wonderful girlfriend. What else can one ask for? I don’t have to complain about not having love, I don’t have to complain about my job (I like it), I don’t have to complain about my career choice, school. etc. I’m left with complaining about bad movies, the crap on tv, people at the mall, the lack of parking when you need it, that sort of mindless jibberish. I can complain about money, but what good is that. I don’t have it, end of story. Who’s fault is that but mine? I just wish there was something to do. Concerts, events… wait, no, those cost money. Something to artisticly inspire me to write or take photos… wait, no, this is Milford. Whats a boy to do? Well, at least I’ve got a journal, that’ll suck up 15 minutes of time, then some web browsing to other peoples mindless ranting I suppose, followed by dinner, a nap, then perhaps a late night cup of coffee with a friend. Who knows. I just wish there was some excitement around here (although I’ll probably regret saying that). At least I’ve got work tomorrow, that’ll keep me busy for a little while. I’m going to go find something to do. Later.