The Obscure

Hey hey everybody! Y'all doing well? I am doing fine, myself.
I feel mind-bogglingly tired, actually.
I was in a wretched mood earlier, I don't know why exactly, I just kind of radiated irritability; I think Lena caught it.
But then I spent about an hour sleeping on my hallway floor, and then I cleaned up my hallway because I had promised my Mom that I would do it about three days ago. So I did it, and there was a few old boards there, that we had hoarded away a while ago. I decided that I want to make a table out of them, so I pulled them apart and got all the nails out of them and stacked them neatly in my room, obstructing the easy opening of my door and my rear TV access, but that's ok. This weekend I aim to take my father's circular saw, sawhorses, drill, and my trusty hammer (which has remained dormant for far too long), and fashion for myself a table of such magnitude that it shall hold my TV on it for centuries, and be renowned in all walks of life as the Table that knew no rival.
After messing around with the boards and cleaning my hallway as much as I had the energy for, I cheered up immensely and began to draw. I drew, and drew, and drew some more. And then I stopped.

I accidentally missed the appointment I had with Sgt. Ehrlich (that's Earl-lick) today, I gotta call him, maybe tomorrow or something. It's not like I want to join the army, I'd just like to learn stuff about it, I mean... I got nothing else to do, right?
I doubt I would ever join the army though, after giving it some thought. Just out of laziness, really. I'm not all for the whole "boot camp" thing. Not my forte, y'see.
No thank you, I'm all set on this end of things.
Not for me, please.
I'm full.
Nice of you to offer, though.

Anywho, how is everyone doing today? I almost felt like I was going to vomit just now, it was gross.

Man, it's like someone just hits a switch in my brain and I don't want to write anymore on the blog for the night.
Goodnight everybody!