Life, Where Are You?

I bought a copy of Yankee magazine a couple days ago. This is usually a mistake, and now I have an unexplainable urge to make a road trip.

To where? I have no idea.

So this is yet more proof that I really do need to get a life. Or maybe just a job. That would help too. Besides, if I can find something where I have to work on Wednesdays between 1:30 and 3PM I won't have to go to group again, ever. And let me just say that sounds like a good thing.

I need to figure out my schedule for this week. I would like to get to the library somewhere and finish the research for my term paper. I wish I could get all the articles that I need from the Internet but I'm not having any luck with that. So, I'm stuck with finding a library that actually has the journals that I need for my research.

I also need to teach myself how to use my End Note software. That would help me with citations and the bibliography that I will need for my term paper. Let's face it, it's been so damn long since I have had to write a paper that I don't even remember how anymore.

I also have a stack of paperwork that I need to drop off, and a check I need to take to the bank.

Someday, I am going to download a Theory of a Deadman ring tone to my cell phone. The song? "Hate My Life." Think that might annoy some people?