1st off, no fucking ice cream job. Damn you Dan and your $8 an hr, I hope the girl you hired quits, and your forced to hire me so I can be bitchy towards you.
Anyways, yesterday was a blast, I actually had stuff to do that I accomplished and I had fun later. Not to mention it was a beautiful, though slightly chilly day. Saw the fabulous Molly, went to the Latin Explosion for almost one reason only, to look at the pretty boys, and hung out with Tim afterwards. Along with Tim was his roommate and Jeff's roomie, both are really cool. Also met some other cool folk, and acquired the name Bigshot Bobby while playing beer pong. :)
Hmmm, oddly despite all this, today was...slightly depressing? When I'm not doing anything, or have anything to do, I feel almost completely worthless. Maybe not worthless as much as confused and sort of scared. It's almost like I do anything for a distraction from some problems that I should be dealing with. I want to, but guess what? I don't know how. That's not an answer, but..... I do know I need to stop this eeternally stagnant, nonchalant, spiral of "life". I hate my fucking brain, always questioning things. Like I've always said, sometimes I wish I was stupid and ignorant.
I guess this is sort of true?
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