I don't have my stuff (life) together yet.
I want to write posts, and I have so many ideas. Yet, I'm lazy and don't get around to it.
I've got tons of podcasts I've downloaded and haven't listened to them. I would like a better stereo in my vehicle to handle this stuff. That's about an hour a day of listening that would be better use of my driving time, though I do take that time to pray (sometimes — people tend to honk their horns when they see my head bowed, almost as though they're against God and/or my free right to exercise my religion). Lots of (legitimate) music I've downloaded that I'd love to listen to in a more timely fashion.
Don't have my life together. Need to clean my apartment, and I have so much figured in my head, but by the time I get home, I'm exhausted, have to eat, and then collapse.
I can't imagine having a family and being this way. As much as it might be nice to be married, it's probably for the best that I'm not. And certainly I shouldn't be raising kids, even though I want kids way more than I want to be married. (kind of odd, I know, but no one ever accused me of not being odd)
Off to bed. You, my minions—all two of you—are charged with taking care of your loved ones.
Good night, and God bless (even Nikki Minaj, who performed in tongues tonight, but no one was there or here to interpret.)
