Jack fell down and broke his crown. And was annoyed because he’s hungry and probably shouldn’t eat without it. And by fell i mean it was removed by an ebil gummy bear.
Its gonna be another one of those weekends, i can already tell. Mostly just because the week’s been very greyscale. Ugh. wtb new brain, this one’s busted. Oh well, Fake it till ya make it!
Ugh, up late doing random talks with internet people, and they turn the conversation towards sociopathy, psychopathy, and trying to help their friend who is already lost. Why can’t i have nice 2 am conversations with debauchery, frivolity and humor instead of always fixing everyone’s shit.
It’s almost to the point the only reason I’m doing/making it all the way to faire is to not let other people down. If something doesn’t change soon i may be lost. It’s been four or five years, i’m tired of fighting for a purpose.
Yay depression. Been fighting it off for a few months but it’s here full blast. Yech. This shit better be gone by faire. I have too much of an ass to make of myself to be depressed.
It still is not clicking in my head that i just gambled with multiple thousands of dollars…. At the worst point i was down 20 btc, which is almost $2800…. I ended up 45, so a net swing of almost $10k. jesus. christ. Clever Panda in dragon tales. It’s a fun casino, but damn… my brain still thinks btc are $15.
uuugh please don’t let me fuck this date up!
Grr…. If you have an issue with something I do, bring it up with me. We’re all adults, there is no need to passive agressively complain about it, then have it play 5 games of telephone until i get chewed out by someone in no way related to the incident that they heard “someone, and they won’t name names” complain about it.
So i accidentally turned the safe and bite handles on myself when i wasn’t looking. I obviously was angry at myself for something i had done, and had vowed to get myself back. Good job to myself, and i hate you. On future note, probably won’t do that again.
Ugh, i’m awake, will be driving to muskogee/tulsa shortly, and i have to be awake all day + dancer lockin tonight. Fuck. Also booze. TEXT ME anyone who’s awake.(XXX) xxx-xxxx Even you tumblr crazies! Updated: Number removed because i am in three very interesting convos and one of which involves warp drive and the other two involve star photography. I don’t think i can do more...
Fuck schoolwork, Fuck work. Fuck life, I want to just drink for a week straight but obligations prevent it.
Ugh, academy was draining, i’ll be busy practicing stuff for the 2 weeks till next one, and on top of that i’m torn between #1. waiting anxiety on a reply to a text message on the status of a hangout later this week, and #2. the desire to tie up and photograph and awesome set of scenes that popped into my head over the weekend. What the fuck part of my mind goes, “Oh, you have a...
Today has been a day. Wokeup to the shoulder hurting worse than it had in a week, late for work, and to find out they aren’t restocking my textbook like they said they would so i am going to have to drop that class this semester. I’m going drinking.