Do anybody make real shit anymore?

Today was a mediocre day. I was jolted awake this morning by my alarm clock. I cannot remember what song was playing. Still tired, I hit the snooze button only to be woken up eight minutes later by the annoying beeping thing they do. This same routine followed three more times before my mom told me it was time to get up. Sleepily, (it was 7:14 on a Saturday), I got up, made it to my doorway and thought "I've forgotten my slippers!" I then decided I didn't really care and proceeded down the hallway and down the stairs. It was colder then I originally believed but I did not regret leaving my slippers.

When I arrived downstairs, I began to look for something to eat for breakfast. The rice crispees looked un-appealing so I moved onto the fridge. That is where I discovered leftover rice and whole wheat pasta. Nothing like a bowl of starch and carbs to greet the day with. I also poured myself a glass of milk which was 2% because that is all we ever have.

From there, I sat at the table, on the side, not the end where I usually sit, and started to begin on my pasta. It was a slightly colder temperature then what I would have liked but ate it anyway. After this, I went back upstairs to my bedroom and got dressed. It took my a while to decide on the shirt that I would wear but in the end I wore my Nightmare before Christmas shirt as it was one of the few I could wear to work that was clean.

Work was a blurr (Actually it wasn't, I'm just bored...)

Now I sit here typing this... and I'm done

(Title is from 'Stronger - Kanye West'