Hey I'm actually updating this thing
We'll see how long I can keep up a streak of regular posts. I always have so much to say, yet I never take the time to sit down and write. It might prove to be therapeutic.
I received word this morning from my roomies in japan that the neighbour downstairs complained to our landlord that my paraing must stop after 11pm. This pissed me the hell off because not only have I softened my stepping to the point of 'hay im barely moving', I work late most of the time and can only para at later times of the day. Not only that I never have my music too loud and am sore at the fact that he's never once tried to approach me except for when I first moved in here and I was being too loud. Not only that but I find it odd that we're hearing of this complaint now when my two other roomies are out of the country and I've been sick and haven't been able to last a song, but I digress. I'm just greatly bothered by this hypocritical buttfuck that has no qualms fighting with his wife @ 3am. It's not normal that my roomies know the intricacies of their failing marriage and the names of everyone down there (kids included) just by the literal volume of their fights.
I've pretty much stopped sleeping in my room because I prefer the futon in the living room. I just have a more restful sleep there even though my bed is hella comfy as well. I dunno.
My body's constantly going through ups and downs which I figure is due to my medication wearing off and then getting back to work once I take more drugs. With being sick I haven't been to the gym nor have I done any para and I feel as if my body has taken two steps back. Getting back into the groove of things should be fun.
I'm just not in a very good place right now and feel kind very...I don't know what I'm feeling but it's definitely not social. One of those let's end this day already but I'm not tired enough to fall asleep.
...therapeutic my ass.
I received word this morning from my roomies in japan that the neighbour downstairs complained to our landlord that my paraing must stop after 11pm. This pissed me the hell off because not only have I softened my stepping to the point of 'hay im barely moving', I work late most of the time and can only para at later times of the day. Not only that I never have my music too loud and am sore at the fact that he's never once tried to approach me except for when I first moved in here and I was being too loud. Not only that but I find it odd that we're hearing of this complaint now when my two other roomies are out of the country and I've been sick and haven't been able to last a song, but I digress. I'm just greatly bothered by this hypocritical buttfuck that has no qualms fighting with his wife @ 3am. It's not normal that my roomies know the intricacies of their failing marriage and the names of everyone down there (kids included) just by the literal volume of their fights.
I've pretty much stopped sleeping in my room because I prefer the futon in the living room. I just have a more restful sleep there even though my bed is hella comfy as well. I dunno.
My body's constantly going through ups and downs which I figure is due to my medication wearing off and then getting back to work once I take more drugs. With being sick I haven't been to the gym nor have I done any para and I feel as if my body has taken two steps back. Getting back into the groove of things should be fun.
I'm just not in a very good place right now and feel kind very...I don't know what I'm feeling but it's definitely not social. One of those let's end this day already but I'm not tired enough to fall asleep.
...therapeutic my ass.