Journal #10

i was sitting in the morning at the checkstand near the corner, i was waiting at that checkstand for the people to come in.......i promise i won't go through the whole thing like this. well while i was at the checkstand and i kept thinking about all of my stories and i found a common thread: violence. there is violence in almost every story i've ever written since i was little. that's pretty bad, isn't it.........but violence is so much fun! it'd be boring any other way! ok, i diidn't really have too much to say today, just wanted to tell about my musings......okay, at the beginning of this sentence it is later than when i wrote the others. I'm in the lab(oooooh, soundin' like a mad scientist there) and i'm just typing about me typing. i was thinking in my mind that i should probably be doing something else. I have some program to attend at about 8. i really don't care to much about it and i really don't wanna go and i would rather be asleep...........i would rather pull a tooth or something painful like that........i hate my job. what that has to do with what i'm doing right now i don'treallyknowbutijustthoughti'dthrowthatintheesomewhere'causeithinkaboutthatalldamnday......