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Why is it that the "first half" of the battle always seems so much more easier than the rest of the gawd darn saga?
I can muse all I want to - but that just means that all I am really doing is accumulating random thoughts into a massive pile of shit. Its weighing down my brain and shooting through my nerves constantly tempting me to do certain things with certain other things and things with certain other things - and uhh where was I going?? yea - exactly. All I know is that in about half an hour Im leaving to go diddle around a hooker shopp'e *heh* and maybe pick up a few garments- but thats just for sum exquisetly promising upcoming events.. Then off to a silly number Ive mentioned before's house to do sum checking up on. I have been procastingly timid about an ordeal that, if I dont put forth any effort into it, will crumble like the break of fucking Rome. And I know that if I do this, more than hopefully will a fraction of my bleak life seem just a little merrier. Seeing on how those 2 events span out will determine the rest of my day in which i am planning on it being short for tomorrow at 8 am I am off to work...
.... Aaaahhh- freaked you out didnt I ? Nycke ? A Monday morning ? 8 AM ? well dont get your hopes up too high I only would wish it was an actaul job, but alas
tomorrow I am doing a few hours of community service - which is a good thing but no money in it *darn* hahah. Today was the start of my soberation period. By Tuesday I'll probably be sleeping an average of 17 hours a day. (overexaggeration)......ehh more later I guess I am going off to Electrique Boutique
I can muse all I want to - but that just means that all I am really doing is accumulating random thoughts into a massive pile of shit. Its weighing down my brain and shooting through my nerves constantly tempting me to do certain things with certain other things and things with certain other things - and uhh where was I going?? yea - exactly. All I know is that in about half an hour Im leaving to go diddle around a hooker shopp'e *heh* and maybe pick up a few garments- but thats just for sum exquisetly promising upcoming events.. Then off to a silly number Ive mentioned before's house to do sum checking up on. I have been procastingly timid about an ordeal that, if I dont put forth any effort into it, will crumble like the break of fucking Rome. And I know that if I do this, more than hopefully will a fraction of my bleak life seem just a little merrier. Seeing on how those 2 events span out will determine the rest of my day in which i am planning on it being short for tomorrow at 8 am I am off to work...
.... Aaaahhh- freaked you out didnt I ? Nycke ? A Monday morning ? 8 AM ? well dont get your hopes up too high I only would wish it was an actaul job, but alas
tomorrow I am doing a few hours of community service - which is a good thing but no money in it *darn* hahah. Today was the start of my soberation period. By Tuesday I'll probably be sleeping an average of 17 hours a day. (overexaggeration)......ehh more later I guess I am going off to Electrique Boutique