I think I'm losing it
You guys, lately every time I see a picture of someone wearing a jacket I get really jealous. I miss jackets! They are so fantastic. It is so flipp'n hot here you honestly end up shutting your blinds and hanging out inside all day. Why did I move to the middle the desert? I clearly did not know what I was doing. My hairy barbarian body type should have tipped me off that I belong farther up north.
I don't think I ever posted from the last con. This is probably the best pic. Well besides the one that makes me feel kind of skanky.
And also this.
Why will nobody play with the poor woobie? And am I still a good person as long as it makes me chuckle affectionately? I need to get a basketball so next time I'm feeling emo I can go stand by myself and emulate this. I think I'd be so amused I'd feel better. Actually, I'd probably drop the ball, bury my hands in my face, shake my head while saying 'Oh ho poor baby, you were such a doll!', laugh at myself, and then feel better. Either way, it'd be ridiculous in a good way. OR one of these emo-California kids would walk by and I'd throw that ball at their face and run. Seriously, I feel like an old man but the kids here are ridiculous in the bad way.
Also, just so everyone knows. I now hate cats. I'm pretty sure my roommate's cat and I are now officially enemies. He bites, scratches, wakes me up at all hours of the night, sticks his butt in my face when I am trying to eat, and tries to walk on my laptop when I am just trying to read some fanfic. I mean, I guess kittens are still cute and a box of them would still make me happy as long as I didn't have to take any of them home and could leave it as soon as I got bored.
I don't think I ever posted from the last con. This is probably the best pic. Well besides the one that makes me feel kind of skanky.
And also this.
Why will nobody play with the poor woobie? And am I still a good person as long as it makes me chuckle affectionately? I need to get a basketball so next time I'm feeling emo I can go stand by myself and emulate this. I think I'd be so amused I'd feel better. Actually, I'd probably drop the ball, bury my hands in my face, shake my head while saying 'Oh ho poor baby, you were such a doll!', laugh at myself, and then feel better. Either way, it'd be ridiculous in a good way. OR one of these emo-California kids would walk by and I'd throw that ball at their face and run. Seriously, I feel like an old man but the kids here are ridiculous in the bad way.
Also, just so everyone knows. I now hate cats. I'm pretty sure my roommate's cat and I are now officially enemies. He bites, scratches, wakes me up at all hours of the night, sticks his butt in my face when I am trying to eat, and tries to walk on my laptop when I am just trying to read some fanfic. I mean, I guess kittens are still cute and a box of them would still make me happy as long as I didn't have to take any of them home and could leave it as soon as I got bored.