I've had enough of this mickey mouse bullshit.
I'm gonna try to make this quick, as I dont have very much time to write it. Why? Thats kinda a story for another time, though I'll say it isnt really very interesting.
For some reason I always get some of the best introspection while visiting home2 in Ocala. Maybe its being near my mom and brother or maybe its just being out of Tallahassee (probably both), but just in time to head back I got a good portion of my head clear on a few matters. I dont know if I'm weird (Weird, hardheaded, stupid, bratty, shrewed, slow, scared - whatever.) in the way I make up my mind or something, but it takes me a while to get to the correct conclusion sometimes, even if the correct answer is pretty obvious. Regadless, it came at just about the right time, all things considered. When I get back to tallahassee tomorrow I'm gonna start taking care of business instead of sulking around like a streached out cunt.
I've been reading a lot lately. John Dies At The End was amazing. I've got a few other books I need to get to, but richards got me hooked on Preacher and The Sandman. How did this shit slip by me for so long? It might be a better thing that it did though, in reflection. I dont think I would have been able to appreciate it the way I do now.
ah.. I really gotta get my sleep sched right. I sleep most of the afternoon and am up most of the night. I'm gonna be fucked at work thursday if I dont break out the sleeping pills for a little reset action. I should stop this late night snacking too, its costing me a fucking fortune, but fuck that, eating is fun.
Times up.
For some reason I always get some of the best introspection while visiting home2 in Ocala. Maybe its being near my mom and brother or maybe its just being out of Tallahassee (probably both), but just in time to head back I got a good portion of my head clear on a few matters. I dont know if I'm weird (Weird, hardheaded, stupid, bratty, shrewed, slow, scared - whatever.) in the way I make up my mind or something, but it takes me a while to get to the correct conclusion sometimes, even if the correct answer is pretty obvious. Regadless, it came at just about the right time, all things considered. When I get back to tallahassee tomorrow I'm gonna start taking care of business instead of sulking around like a streached out cunt.
I've been reading a lot lately. John Dies At The End was amazing. I've got a few other books I need to get to, but richards got me hooked on Preacher and The Sandman. How did this shit slip by me for so long? It might be a better thing that it did though, in reflection. I dont think I would have been able to appreciate it the way I do now.
ah.. I really gotta get my sleep sched right. I sleep most of the afternoon and am up most of the night. I'm gonna be fucked at work thursday if I dont break out the sleeping pills for a little reset action. I should stop this late night snacking too, its costing me a fucking fortune, but fuck that, eating is fun.
Times up.