Egh
Tearing through "Needful Things" by Stephen King. Leland Gaunt is an awesome character, and I'm enjoying the Hell out of the book.. But half of the fun seems to be pointing out all of his over-used archetypes and literary devices.
Phone's reactivated, again.. High-maintenance p.o.s.... 832 472 3516.
Been feeling awful lately. Seem burnt out constantly... I'm never at peace anymore.. just at different levels of pained, annoyed, or impatient.
No complaints from me though, stangely enough.
When I'm comfortable, I get lazy. This constant simmering world of aggrevation has been keeping me on my feet.
Had an interesting monday (was it monday? Pretty sure...) night and tuesday morning. After the turbulent as Hell friday evening, Jesse, Michelle, Saline E, Sabi, Jennifer, and Myself had a nice evening of mild drug and alchohol use. I say use, and not abuse, with purpose. For the first time in awhile, no one got irresponsible. Only sign of conflict were Jennifer's impossible to ignore tits. I don't mind that she was wearing a sheer shirt with nothing beneath. Mostly out of apathy instead of attraction... Truth be told, there's no mystery to seeing Jennifer nude or in various stages of. It's like seeing that Houston Chronicle dispenser at an absolutely unlikely intersection in my neighborhood.. Out of place, but still not relevent to my interests. Jesse however, is unhesitant to voice his repulsion. The exact conversation was
Jesse "Dude, Jennifer needs to put a shirt on."
Me "I offered her one."
Which was true. I had offered her a plain white clean T-shirt on a few occasions.
She didn't seem to care too much, though. Jesse being blunt with her is news as old as Jennifer's bosom.
Phone's reactivated, again.. High-maintenance p.o.s.... 832 472 3516.
Been feeling awful lately. Seem burnt out constantly... I'm never at peace anymore.. just at different levels of pained, annoyed, or impatient.
No complaints from me though, stangely enough.
When I'm comfortable, I get lazy. This constant simmering world of aggrevation has been keeping me on my feet.
Had an interesting monday (was it monday? Pretty sure...) night and tuesday morning. After the turbulent as Hell friday evening, Jesse, Michelle, Saline E, Sabi, Jennifer, and Myself had a nice evening of mild drug and alchohol use. I say use, and not abuse, with purpose. For the first time in awhile, no one got irresponsible. Only sign of conflict were Jennifer's impossible to ignore tits. I don't mind that she was wearing a sheer shirt with nothing beneath. Mostly out of apathy instead of attraction... Truth be told, there's no mystery to seeing Jennifer nude or in various stages of. It's like seeing that Houston Chronicle dispenser at an absolutely unlikely intersection in my neighborhood.. Out of place, but still not relevent to my interests. Jesse however, is unhesitant to voice his repulsion. The exact conversation was
Jesse "Dude, Jennifer needs to put a shirt on."
Me "I offered her one."
Which was true. I had offered her a plain white clean T-shirt on a few occasions.
She didn't seem to care too much, though. Jesse being blunt with her is news as old as Jennifer's bosom.