Slightly annoyed

I was annoyed tonight.

I was extremely tired when I get home. All I wanted to do was sleep. Most people want to do that when they're tired, I know. Still. My eyes kept wanting to close. So, I took care of same stuff as soon as I walked in the door from work. Made sure the pool has some chemicals in it.

I became annoyed because I started to get crankey and tired. When I went to get something to eat, the bread was still thawing out, so that made me upset. Later, I tried to put my model together, but that turned sour because I was missing a piece. I wound up getting a sandwich. Shortly afterwards though, I passed out for three hours.

I woke up and visited the bar which was surprisingly crowded. It even had people that appeared to be around my age. It was a strange concept. Kareoke brings out all sorts. Still, it was an all right night after I had a couple drinks in me.

Mix Tape

I've bought a lot of new music recently. Well, it's at least new to me. Most of it is stuff I have heard for a very long time, but never owed myself.

I've been bouncing around in my head for a while now the idea for a new mix CD. I might go with a theme, I may not. Needless to say, music is consuming a lot of my time and thought now.

Quotable

Now we sit through Shakespeare in order to recognize the quotations.
Orson Welles US actor & director (1915 - 1985)

I like this quote. It seems to fit for a lot of things. I like Shakespeare, but I do read it to just pick out the quotes that sound good.

I know I wanted to write something creative here. I just don't have the energy. I might make a stab at poetry. It won't be good. I can promise you that. I should just write something that doesn't consist of me typing and rambling on about nothing. It's worse than a Seinfeld episode. At least people paid attention to that.

Coming soon

I should write something creative here. I'll attempt it tomorrow. I have an idea on something. I just don't have the energy to try and express it now. Hopefully, it won't be depressing... Well, too depressing at least.

Poetry

I've never been any good at poetry.

I could write line after line, couplet after couplet, and not come up with something meaningful. I'm just not that great at expressing myself through metaphysical means. Well, at least through the art of poetry.

I've tried writing it before, but it never felt right. For me, it just seemed like a few lines jotted down on a screen or paper that didn't really make much sense. Most of the time, it didn't portray what I was trying to explain anyway. It's supposed to be about feeling and expression, but it mostly wound up as crap.

I'm not saying that I don't like poetry. I do. I've always like Shakespeare's Sonnets, even some Robert Frost and e e cummings are good every once and a while. I just don't think it's easy to express oneself through poetry, at least not expressed well.

I should probably just sit down and write some awful poetry, just to do it. I should give an example on how bad I truly am at it. I'll probably compose something when I can think of something worth expressing. Right now, I don't know what's going on to express it. Then again, confusion could be a poem, right?