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So recently I have had this pain in the upper part of my left thigh. The reasons for this pain became painfully clear this morning when i awoke, buried under three fleeces, a comforter, and still fucking cold, and grinding my leg into the sleeping bag/comforter below me in an effort to generate heat. The force of that grind, coupled with the fact that I still sleep on floor, hurt...
I spose I should try and find something I can sleep on that will soften that pain a bit, and I can hear people coughing, *bed* *futon* *air mattress* but, the room is just not big enough for that. Ask Brooke, she's seen it when she and Jerry were down so many years ago. The room, is small.
And then, that in turn reminded me of Brandy. She used to have this habit of rubbing her legs together when she slept. I called her a cricket.
And then that got me thinking I missed her, so I surrendered to the urge of depression, hopped online and spent money. It's fair, I have been not spending money for the last several months so I had it there when I needed to.
Strange how that works...
I also saw a submitted monster in a mail this morning, and after reading it, thought about weighing in on the subject, and offering my opinion, but then I decided I truly well and fucking fully did not care. Amtgard has become something that was fun for a while, and netted me some good friends, memories both good and bad, and deep seeded areas of depression. It has also become something of an annoyance, and while I may go back and find enjoyment in it someday, it doesn't look soon.
I'm gonna sign off before I defeat the concept of internal confidentiality and speak my mind.
Song of the day, well two that drive my thoughts atm...Evanescence- Never Was, and Never Will be, and Henry rollins- Liar
I spose I should try and find something I can sleep on that will soften that pain a bit, and I can hear people coughing, *bed* *futon* *air mattress* but, the room is just not big enough for that. Ask Brooke, she's seen it when she and Jerry were down so many years ago. The room, is small.
And then, that in turn reminded me of Brandy. She used to have this habit of rubbing her legs together when she slept. I called her a cricket.
And then that got me thinking I missed her, so I surrendered to the urge of depression, hopped online and spent money. It's fair, I have been not spending money for the last several months so I had it there when I needed to.
Strange how that works...
I also saw a submitted monster in a mail this morning, and after reading it, thought about weighing in on the subject, and offering my opinion, but then I decided I truly well and fucking fully did not care. Amtgard has become something that was fun for a while, and netted me some good friends, memories both good and bad, and deep seeded areas of depression. It has also become something of an annoyance, and while I may go back and find enjoyment in it someday, it doesn't look soon.
I'm gonna sign off before I defeat the concept of internal confidentiality and speak my mind.
Song of the day, well two that drive my thoughts atm...Evanescence- Never Was, and Never Will be, and Henry rollins- Liar