get the gettin' while the gettin's good
That last post was kind of a train wreck. Sorry to anyone who read it.
I think I'm coming out of my depression mode, winter is over and it's really warm around here, so I can wear shorts and tshirts and shit like that, so I dunno, it's a total mental thing but I'm a totally mental guy. I don't usually go out, but I like having the option of going out. Plus, it's beach season. Granted, the last time I went to the beach, my car got stolen, but I'm willing to let bygones be bygones or whatever that phrase is.
I have a bunch of stuff to do, but I really feel good because I'm doing a lot of stuff. I'm not just sitting around and waiting for something to happen, I'm doing shit.
I have to design the poster, I really want to have it done by wednesday so it can print by friday and post this weekend. That'd be idea. After all, we open in less than three weeks.
I also have to do my taxes. Nothing like waiting for the last minute. If I have to pay the government one more fucking time, I swear to god I will snap. I want a fucking refund check like all the other college kids get. The only people that should have to pay are fucking retardos that make a lot of money. I don't. I want some of it back, PLEASE.
I have to get together with Yesod and do our project for Larry's class. It's due tomorrow night. Considering I have work tonight, and tomorrow morning until 3:30, and class is at 5, I am...how you say...fucked?
I gotta do my 'historical' lesson plan for Larry, too. Fucking a.
The clock is ticking in perfect sync with the cursor blinking on my screen. Totally awesome.
I also made a discovery. I can't have a girlfriend. At least, not until I know who I am. I mean, I know who I am, but I have to be comfortable with me before I bring another person into this relationship. Just trying to get along with myself is a big enough project. I have wronged so many girls because I didn't know who I was. But now, I think I get it. And it only took me twenty years.
I think I'm coming out of my depression mode, winter is over and it's really warm around here, so I can wear shorts and tshirts and shit like that, so I dunno, it's a total mental thing but I'm a totally mental guy. I don't usually go out, but I like having the option of going out. Plus, it's beach season. Granted, the last time I went to the beach, my car got stolen, but I'm willing to let bygones be bygones or whatever that phrase is.
I have a bunch of stuff to do, but I really feel good because I'm doing a lot of stuff. I'm not just sitting around and waiting for something to happen, I'm doing shit.
I have to design the poster, I really want to have it done by wednesday so it can print by friday and post this weekend. That'd be idea. After all, we open in less than three weeks.
I also have to do my taxes. Nothing like waiting for the last minute. If I have to pay the government one more fucking time, I swear to god I will snap. I want a fucking refund check like all the other college kids get. The only people that should have to pay are fucking retardos that make a lot of money. I don't. I want some of it back, PLEASE.
I have to get together with Yesod and do our project for Larry's class. It's due tomorrow night. Considering I have work tonight, and tomorrow morning until 3:30, and class is at 5, I am...how you say...fucked?
I gotta do my 'historical' lesson plan for Larry, too. Fucking a.
The clock is ticking in perfect sync with the cursor blinking on my screen. Totally awesome.
I also made a discovery. I can't have a girlfriend. At least, not until I know who I am. I mean, I know who I am, but I have to be comfortable with me before I bring another person into this relationship. Just trying to get along with myself is a big enough project. I have wronged so many girls because I didn't know who I was. But now, I think I get it. And it only took me twenty years.