I didn't start thinking about how routine my life was until I realized that each morning that I wake up I already feel an uncanny sense of deja-vu. Basically its get up, get dressed, quick breakfast, Work (and a repetitious job at that), raid the fridge when I get home, sit my arse in front of comp doing one frivolous thing or another until dinner, dinner, watch TV (Either Law & Order, CSI, or Seinfeld), brush teeth, shower, bed. Repeat. Same goes for weekends, minus the 8 hours of Work and the TV. I just fill that space in with more activity in front of the computer. And no, I have no social life.
Wow, isn't my life so exciting
