Bipolaro
Wow, it's always refreshing to go back and read through my old journal entries and ponder how fucking crazy bipolar i must be. HOKAY SO THIS IS IRONIC:
Today I decided I'd check on my livejournal, and while i was at it look up a mr. james' livejournal. Ironically the only post in the past like 2 months (that obviously isnt private) -- was today. Whatre the odds. I don't think I'll add him on LJ tho for the fact that
a) Im an ASCII ninja; I hide behind the 1's and 0's of the int0rn3tx0rZ. D:
and
b) I really don't know what he thinks of me; but I'm inclined to think it isn't much. And even if I'm wrong, it's better that i think that he doesn't think much of me, cause then my bipolar crazy ass wont have to sit around licking my wounds every time he's the least bit abrasive to me.
Lets summarize what's been missing since my last journal entries.
SUMMARY
My car was stolen.
The scrap of metal that was left of my car was found. They made me pay 130 dollars to turn it into a car cube.
I lost my cell phone.
I was stranded without money, phone, or car, in detroit for liek a month. With no AC and no cory to make me feel better.
Worked at McDonalds for a month cause I wasnt getting enough hours at barnes and noble... and because i needed to go somewhere that i could survive: my mom's house.
Quit mcDonalds like 3 weeks later becaaaause --> Got waaaaaaaaaay drunk and stoned at teh drive-in one night and called in explaining that:
"Just tell them umm, my plane crashed and im in the jungle searchign for my ex wife. What you dont believe me? Dude a hurricane totally just passed by me.. so yea im never coming in bye."
...really drunk and stoned...
AND I moved back to the D, i have a car again, and still have no money. School starts up again soon. thank god. No cell phone for a few more days... cant be replaced til sometime this month... hmmm...
Today I decided I'd check on my livejournal, and while i was at it look up a mr. james' livejournal. Ironically the only post in the past like 2 months (that obviously isnt private) -- was today. Whatre the odds. I don't think I'll add him on LJ tho for the fact that
a) Im an ASCII ninja; I hide behind the 1's and 0's of the int0rn3tx0rZ. D:
and
b) I really don't know what he thinks of me; but I'm inclined to think it isn't much. And even if I'm wrong, it's better that i think that he doesn't think much of me, cause then my bipolar crazy ass wont have to sit around licking my wounds every time he's the least bit abrasive to me.
Lets summarize what's been missing since my last journal entries.
SUMMARY
My car was stolen.
The scrap of metal that was left of my car was found. They made me pay 130 dollars to turn it into a car cube.
I lost my cell phone.
I was stranded without money, phone, or car, in detroit for liek a month. With no AC and no cory to make me feel better.
Worked at McDonalds for a month cause I wasnt getting enough hours at barnes and noble... and because i needed to go somewhere that i could survive: my mom's house.
Quit mcDonalds like 3 weeks later becaaaause --> Got waaaaaaaaaay drunk and stoned at teh drive-in one night and called in explaining that:
"Just tell them umm, my plane crashed and im in the jungle searchign for my ex wife. What you dont believe me? Dude a hurricane totally just passed by me.. so yea im never coming in bye."
...really drunk and stoned...
AND I moved back to the D, i have a car again, and still have no money. School starts up again soon. thank god. No cell phone for a few more days... cant be replaced til sometime this month... hmmm...