I should really go to bed.

I would like to write here more often, but I'm not entirely sure what to put. Do I include tidbits about general happenings of my day? Is this the place to rant about the world or moan like an angsty teenager? The only problem with both of these is that my life is generally unexciting, and is mostly just copies of the day before it. I wake up. I go to work. I come home. Sometimes I hang out with people, but mostly I just wander around my house in my pajamas, spend way too long on facebook, and essentially turn restlessness into staying up way to late. Lather, rinse, and repeat.

However, I suppose tonight was an exception. I ventured to Santa Cruz with the gang to see honeymoon play, arriving just in time to not miss anything. Except for the bit where we were forced to stand FOR NO REASON by some (boozed up?) woman, it was a delightful outing. (Okay, maybe not forced, but I didn't know if she worked there or what, and just did what she told me to. Am I too passive?) And we ate crepes. I was hoping for a desert crepe (like nutella!) but apparently they don't have them. (Inconceivable! Also, slightly stupid.) Regardless, what I ate was delicious.

And so, besides that, my life has been pretty unexciting. I have few goals for the summer, but the most important one seems on its path to being fulfilled. I'm counting down the days until camp is over (12!), even though going to work gives me A) a paycheck, and B) some sort of schedule and (C)?) purpose to my day.

I like parentheses.
Goodnight.