Meh! Dexadrin and Perkaset!
I want to write my paper, I want to focus and rock out and rock out and rock out!
But i've been up since 5:30 this morning, worked till 2, packed, drove down to Vancouver with my ma, and am hanging out watching Harry Potter 3 (Judgement Potter)by myself in the living room, knowing what i want to write in my paper but failing miserably at actually getting it down...
And i want a cigarette!
So i'm still a whee bit dexed out and just took 2 perks cause i know i'm not gonna be able to sleep; I only have five episodes of scrubs on my computer, five that i've seen eight million times,no arrested development, and even if i wanted to watch them (which I do) I would have to plug in headphones which is extremely uncomfortable when laying on your side.
I bought a skimpy bikini today, and am unbelievably worried that i got carried away with my imagination once again and will be extremely dissapointed once its on a Non-Victoria Secret model.
I wish I could carry mini versions of the important people in my life around with me at all times. Patrick. Dylan. L I Z ! ! Isaac. Like little action figures with a limited but decent number of poses with appropriate phrases programmed to respond with a press of the little button on their stand.
I really need to work on my emotional intelligence, because sometimes i have absolutely no fucking clue where its coming from.
And positive psychologists REALLY need to work on seperating themselves from the self-help bullshit. So much potential, but sooo much easy money.
And I really need to quit rambling. For the few friends I have on this thing, I apologize for this spuradic attempt to satisfy my wandering cracked out brain. All is ok, the Perk is kicking in.
All righty then, I think i'm done.
Peace :)
But i've been up since 5:30 this morning, worked till 2, packed, drove down to Vancouver with my ma, and am hanging out watching Harry Potter 3 (Judgement Potter)by myself in the living room, knowing what i want to write in my paper but failing miserably at actually getting it down...
And i want a cigarette!
So i'm still a whee bit dexed out and just took 2 perks cause i know i'm not gonna be able to sleep; I only have five episodes of scrubs on my computer, five that i've seen eight million times,no arrested development, and even if i wanted to watch them (which I do) I would have to plug in headphones which is extremely uncomfortable when laying on your side.
I bought a skimpy bikini today, and am unbelievably worried that i got carried away with my imagination once again and will be extremely dissapointed once its on a Non-Victoria Secret model.
I wish I could carry mini versions of the important people in my life around with me at all times. Patrick. Dylan. L I Z ! ! Isaac. Like little action figures with a limited but decent number of poses with appropriate phrases programmed to respond with a press of the little button on their stand.
I really need to work on my emotional intelligence, because sometimes i have absolutely no fucking clue where its coming from.
And positive psychologists REALLY need to work on seperating themselves from the self-help bullshit. So much potential, but sooo much easy money.
And I really need to quit rambling. For the few friends I have on this thing, I apologize for this spuradic attempt to satisfy my wandering cracked out brain. All is ok, the Perk is kicking in.
All righty then, I think i'm done.
Peace :)