It's been a lazy weekend, I gave myself lisence to do nothing for 3 days and I'm taking full advantage. I have plans for Monday at work though, no one else is there so I look for jobs, make calls, and write dirty poetry. It's kind of like a catch up day, how most people use their Sundays. It's quite nice actually.
What's going on with all the secrets lately? There's been a wave of "don't tell anybody" across Springfield the past few weeks. People secretly dating, going out, fucking... I find it comical. Nothing is a big deal until you make it one. People talk about one another, it's what they do. I expect it to happen, and if it ever stops, I hope they start talking about books next. I need more friends that read.
I've been smoking less, which is great for my health, but it turns me into a bit of a lathargic, bi-polar bitch at times. I have a ton of leftover nicotene gum from one of my many quitting attempts, it tastes like ass, but it bareable if I mix it with real gum. Maybe if I chew some of that it will keep me a little more stable and off the evil rampages.