New Years resolutions are for fags.
Boston was okay. It was cool seeing all that colonial shit, and visiting the Cheers bar.
I've been getting up earlier since I came back. I kind of like it.
I need a job, pretty bad. I want to work doing something horribly mind-numbing and menial, that doesn't involve any sort of motivation, creativity, or human contact whatsoever. Like sorting mail or some shit.
I should get some kind of girlfriend too I guess. I probably ought to have sex again someday, since I'm almost 30 and it's been about 3 years since the last time. Whatever.
I hope Mike's Christmas thing went okay. I would have gone, but the timing wasn't right.
I really don't like the effect that marijuana has on me. New Year's Eve was it for me, I think. Fuck it. It just sucks. I never enjoy it. Whatever other people have in their brains that makes it pleasurable, I apparently don't have it. I really gave it my best effort too. I tried as hard as I could to like this shit. But it just sucks. I fucking freak out and can't feel my body or see anything and I start shivering. It's fucking awful, actually.
My LiveJournal seems to be an abandoned, festering pile of shit. Oh dear.
I've been getting up earlier since I came back. I kind of like it.
I need a job, pretty bad. I want to work doing something horribly mind-numbing and menial, that doesn't involve any sort of motivation, creativity, or human contact whatsoever. Like sorting mail or some shit.
I should get some kind of girlfriend too I guess. I probably ought to have sex again someday, since I'm almost 30 and it's been about 3 years since the last time. Whatever.
I hope Mike's Christmas thing went okay. I would have gone, but the timing wasn't right.
I really don't like the effect that marijuana has on me. New Year's Eve was it for me, I think. Fuck it. It just sucks. I never enjoy it. Whatever other people have in their brains that makes it pleasurable, I apparently don't have it. I really gave it my best effort too. I tried as hard as I could to like this shit. But it just sucks. I fucking freak out and can't feel my body or see anything and I start shivering. It's fucking awful, actually.
My LiveJournal seems to be an abandoned, festering pile of shit. Oh dear.