Yeah its all real funny I guess... in a cosmic sort of way
Hey, yo... wow a second update eh? Pretty out of character for me I know but I guess I just have some other things to work through. Its past 3:30 in the morning, my mom even skulked out of her room to pointlessly bitch at me for staying up so late (on a weekend.) She also had the audacity to say my hacking cough was keeping her awake... well I guess I oughtta cut down on all that second-hand smoke shouldn't I? Self-important bitch... her advice was to "take something for it" pfft... like what? Prozac? Thats all I can think of unless some lung cleaning pill just came out. Seriously though I have a casual phobia of drugs and medication, anything that distorts my perception I try to stay away from, which is ironic since I never get enough sleep... so i'm always blurry eyed and spaced out regardless. (I know I just contradicted myself about the sleep thing, however my mother simply felt like being shitty to someone early in the morning. Could she act that way to her boyfriend? Unthinkable. I seem to make a good target though.)
As of about forty-five minutes ago I finished the third book in this series i'm reading by Jonah Black.
Justin's supposed to be coming over tomorrow, I was advised to get to sleep early so he and I could get in some heavy gaming... but for some reason I just couldn't lay down and close my eyes. Hopefully i'll wake up in time-- before he arrives and decides to get *creative* with methods for waking me up.
Gawd i'm so exhausted... my eyes burn and sear with pain... and they won't close for very long without popping back open in a torturous, dragging motion... argghh.....
....Night...
[Entry edited because Freddie felt that he sounded like a complete fucking moron]
As of about forty-five minutes ago I finished the third book in this series i'm reading by Jonah Black.
Justin's supposed to be coming over tomorrow, I was advised to get to sleep early so he and I could get in some heavy gaming... but for some reason I just couldn't lay down and close my eyes. Hopefully i'll wake up in time-- before he arrives and decides to get *creative* with methods for waking me up.
Gawd i'm so exhausted... my eyes burn and sear with pain... and they won't close for very long without popping back open in a torturous, dragging motion... argghh.....
....Night...
[Entry edited because Freddie felt that he sounded like a complete fucking moron]