All my friends are murder.
I'm stuck on a loop today. my brain is trying to come to some sort of realization and it just keeps going over the same few things over and over. Have you ever experienced something like that? It's like reading a really complicated comic book or analyzing a dream you've had. You're trying to figure out what all the symbolism means, but it's everywhere, in the pictures, in the background music, in the words characters are saying, in the titles of the chapters...the references are references. Everything seems significant. It's just too many layers today and I'm sort of overloaded. I'm trying to sort of blank out and reset, but it's not working.
A girl I knew in highschool who has become sort of a personal meme in my mind friended me on facebook today. I emailed the only other person I can think of who knew her to tell him and he wrote me back claiming I'd made a freudian typo. "I noticed my inbox said one and thought it was you, bust instead it was facebook!" That was unintentional and not terribly funny, but true. It took me a full two or three minutes to spot it. I wrote him back: "Bwahhaha that's fatastic." This was also a total accident I was unable to see until he wrote me back. Holy mother of psychology, Batman! I suppose I should friend her back though? People don't NOT friend people they ever once knew in facebook unless they're trying to make some horrible dramatic point, right? I don't have anything in particular against her, she's just sort of (insert adjectives you'd use to describe a truckstop gas station/porn store here?) Wait, what am I talking about? There's nothing wrong with being busty or sort of a dirty old lady. She's living the life, man. That's punk-rock. We are SO superficial facebook friends.