drab. drab. drab.


today is dreary to me. it is hot. and these words hold no relevance to anything. which is fine i guess. it's okay to write about nothing as long as i recognize it. the thing is, i don't have anything to say. i have things i need to do. and i haven't gotten around to them yet. i should do that. i want beer. i want to drink beer now. okay. done.