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For some reason, I found myself in an inexplicable great mood today, a mood with no bases in reality what so ever. I have a million things to do; my car was in the shop just this morning; I took a bus to work, a bus which showed up an hour late, and at this very moment I'm contemplating taking a permanant 30 hour shift on the weekends: the end of whatever it is I call my social life. The shift opened up because one of my co-workers was getting stalked by another co-worker of ours, and so quit. Yet another chapter in why my co-workers are terrible, or how, I suppose how is more accurate. But I'd effectively take care of my money problems, which I don't technically have, but which I remember having in the near past.
Anyway, the good mood was contagious it seems, some random lady tried to give me money because I did her a random favor. But I refused adamantly, which may or may not have been an insult. Then I got some old dude to explain how to boil a banana, which sounds pretty good, except for the cream, especially given my new meat free diet.
Some girl from a long long long time ago contacted me out of no where, she wants to get together. At first I was all for it, because I like sweaty depravity as much as any misguided boy. But then she revealed she still had some stupid gift I gave her five years ago. It was a robot hamster my parents had given me, and she kept it..... it still works, she informs me. Also, she says things, like, but not limited to, "cheating on my boyfriend with you was the best thing I've ever done." Now at the risk of sounding self-loathing, I'm not the best thing anyone has ever done. So I calculated the odds I would get out of this event with just sex, and thought of the possibility of getting this girl pregnant: being stuck with her forever. I am now in the stage known as distancing, followed by avoidance, and then disappearance: classic Marsh. Hence, I go up a step in all of your "your standards are too high" maxims, which I will no doubt be privy to.
I was going to say more, but have thought better of it......
Anyway, the good mood was contagious it seems, some random lady tried to give me money because I did her a random favor. But I refused adamantly, which may or may not have been an insult. Then I got some old dude to explain how to boil a banana, which sounds pretty good, except for the cream, especially given my new meat free diet.
Some girl from a long long long time ago contacted me out of no where, she wants to get together. At first I was all for it, because I like sweaty depravity as much as any misguided boy. But then she revealed she still had some stupid gift I gave her five years ago. It was a robot hamster my parents had given me, and she kept it..... it still works, she informs me. Also, she says things, like, but not limited to, "cheating on my boyfriend with you was the best thing I've ever done." Now at the risk of sounding self-loathing, I'm not the best thing anyone has ever done. So I calculated the odds I would get out of this event with just sex, and thought of the possibility of getting this girl pregnant: being stuck with her forever. I am now in the stage known as distancing, followed by avoidance, and then disappearance: classic Marsh. Hence, I go up a step in all of your "your standards are too high" maxims, which I will no doubt be privy to.
I was going to say more, but have thought better of it......