And then it never gets done.

See, I have no problem writing here..except for the small detail that I just never do it enough since I feel like nothing of consequence is going on in my life except total and utter BULLSHIT (whee-ha, I won an award in school, S hates me, and I want to get a new job). But, with other people, I gotta reply to what THEY said and discuss THOSE topics for a paragraph or so and that's really difficult when I am lazy/apathetic/tired and just don't give much of a shit to do much else to stuff my mouth or go to sleep.

Oh, here's something fun - a couple of days ago, my parents had some dude with a backhoe dig a huge trench in our backyard to help with the whole flooding problem when we get a lot of rain.

Guess who forgot the trench was there and decided to mosy over to the garage in pitch darkness?

Yeah, that would be me. You have no idea of the feeling when you fall into a 4' ditch in complete darkness and have no idea how to get out and keep falling onto large rocks and shovels until you've done it. You really have no idea.