are u serious?

its 744am on a saturday morning and my neighbors have decided its okay to yet again play mariachi, hispanic, mexican, whatever the fuck u call it, at this time of day...fortunately im up but normally i wouldnt be...what the hell is the deal with this? is it morning coffee? not to mention slamming of doors, knocking very loud, and any other random disturbance possible...even in the shower, head under water, i could here it...make it stop...further and finally, i heard the most weird mix of music the other day from them...i call it a techno/mexican remix of the 1812 overture...im not shitting u, it was actually quite entertaining...that is until its play tomorrow morning at 6am.

on edge...

im on edge right now...i dont really want to write a blog...but i have no other idea of what to do except try to explain to myself why in order to bring a little calm...i have no reason to be edgy, i had the day off work (2nd in a row), im not hungry, im not tired (i slept til l0), i have no immediate things to do...all i can think of it comes down to the damn army...i have drill next weekend and ive been trying to figure out a number of things in regards and i think, i think thinking about the army is putting me inside this mood...ive not played gi joe since june and returning to the life, even if only for a weekend, is not something im interested in...i have only one year or so left yet im struggling with even this...why? well thats for another blog...and speaking of another blog, kat reminded me of something else i might write about which is also "deep" perhaps in nature...so what am i going to do now...well take the edge off of course and find a friday afternoon happy hour somewhere before i spend the evening with my mother and sister...