maxin-relaxin

i was inspired just this hour by a friend of mine. i mean, he sent me his blog last night, and i thoroughly enjoyed his musings, if they can be called such a thing. so this afternoon, he said that today's blog would make my eyes bleed. they did, just a little.

and then he asked me what was new. i began a diatribe that was pretty decent blog material, and i thought, "hey, why not. sure, i'll try this thing." the following is most of the e-mail i'd written to him... but it stands as my rant for the day. a much needed venting of stupidness that made me feel a whole lot better, as you can see by the end. and i knew thanks were in order, 'cause he has mostly always made me feel better. so thank you, fool.
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anywho, i'm taking a big ass break from the non-profit stink-hole i go to everyday, save for saturdays and sundays. i am so pissed. gotta try and get a job that pays more for my time and energy.
nothin' works in this crap bucket, and they 'spect me to git the job done, no matter how long it takes. well i'm sorry, but i have books to read, nice food to cook, music to listen to, a bike to ride, and a man to be with, so i do what i can and then go home and try to forget about it.
like last night. it was good. i got home, changed clothes immediately (a little somethin' i learned from my mom... and celi can attest to this: "eilaina was always maxin' and relaxin' in jeans and a sweatshirt!") so anyway, then i pop open a bottle o wine, and do some e-bay browsing, ok, more like bidding. i think i got myself into a spot of trouble. but oh, well, i never had internet connection at home, nor a laptop, but that's a different story, digression ends here. so i shopped and drank. and then i retired to my bed and continued on in minas tirith and then i read and drank.

and that was my night last eve.

and this is my first blog entry.

ah, so

i've got to go...

...you'll never get out of this world alive