late last night i was visited by my long lost friend, debilitating loneliness. we sat and talked for a while, caught up on old times. he reminded me what it feels like and was a little upset that i had been ignoring him for such a long time. we parted ways as i drifted off to sleep and in his place i got lost in dreams of making out with europeans and goth chicks with mutant powers, smothering my friends and i with large amount of ghost bodies.
maybe going to sleep stoned as shit isnt a very good idea...most of the time.
i was looking at my calender and it occurred to me that if i leave when i planned i only have 3 more weeks in florida. THREE FUCKING WEEKS! where did all my time go!? i was supposed to be winding up all of my emotional ties, saving money, hanging out with my friends, and getting wasted. i wanted to leave on a good note but all ive been doing is working and trying to be home as little as possible. ive had this plan for a while but now i feel rushed to get everything done in a few weeks. sigh.
on a happier note, i watched "Isla: She Wolf of the SS" and i have to say its one of the most amazingly horrible movies ive seen in a while.
beware the electric dildo!!