maybe

I should think positive?
Who knows.
I went to a movie with Stephen and Celery.
I liked it, but those two do movies for a living.
I kept my opinion to myself while they ripped it apart.
After the movie I headed home for a bit.
The walk to work was quite refreshing.
A few random rain-drops here and there.
Work was awful, I wasn't in a good place for it.
Abby is a bit much on the nerves.
I mean, I know I can be too, but she really was just grating at me.
Brian, the new manager, let me go an hour early, he could tell I didn't want to be there.
The show was great.
I got there in time for Scribbler, they sounded awesome for some reason last night.
All the bands looked like they were having a good old time.
Adrian cock-blocked himself and it was hilarious.
I had the foot sucking confrontation to deal with.
Hate is a strong word, although after the conversation I kicked myself for not bringing up a crucial fact.
Oh well.
That Scott kid was there and I ended up talking to him for a bit.
Mike D lost his hat.
New Wave came out for the first time in ages.
It was awesome seeing him, he slept over at my house.
Beardo came along for the cab ride.
When we got home, Riley had just made strawberry rubard pie.
Ed, Riley, Nathan and I stayed up until atleast 430 chit-chating.
I think I passed out before everyone left.
I went out to lunch with Emily this morning.
Kraft singles in my cheese omelet just doesn't cut it for me guys.
Last night felt good.
I felt good for the most part.
I still don't.. I don't even know.
I'm tired of reading my own complaints.