"I don't want any horny robots running around, tripping all over the place"
"The Devil's Rejects" was an awesome/gory/i dont know what movie. I might want to see it again? Other than an abnoxiously drunk asshole, good times.
Oh, I remember why I was so dead set on getting out of certain things. It's easy to fall into all that petty shit but it gets so tiring! And I'm inviting my friends to someone else's party because I know almost everyone there won't talk to me for one reason or another. I'm just bitterly waiting for my laundry to dry, and dreading going to work at 430am tomorrow. Needless to say, I am very glad that I have Wednesday and Thursday off. Looks like the whole living situation thing is fucked again, and I have to figure something else out. Maybe Heffa and I will share a romantic one bedroom apartment.
Maybe I should stop drinking. Maybe I should stop doing lots of things, but drinking hurts. So much stupid shit! Argh! My house smells like summer, like two years ago. Everything I want to stay the same always changes and everything I wish would change always remains the same. It's all funny like that... At least I've managed to avoid resorting to angry blogging lately. I believe that if I actually posted even half of what I first write, this would be way more interesting. But I censor myself, because I know this isn't just for me, and I don't have shit I want to say to anyone else through this.
So yes, pointless blog because I would really like to write something else entirely, but I'll post it anyway.
There are a few things that I am really not looking forward to...but they might just be outweighed by a few pretty cool things going on....BONFIRE AUGUST 8th BOLSA CHICA STATE BEACH (btw) and other assorted things.
Jealousy is a little fucking bitch. How are you going to get jealous when you are not with me, nor have ever been with me, and probably wont ever be with me?! Ahh fuck it. I can't worry much about that shit, there isn't anything I can do anyway.
Me and this shitty post are going to bed.
Oh, I remember why I was so dead set on getting out of certain things. It's easy to fall into all that petty shit but it gets so tiring! And I'm inviting my friends to someone else's party because I know almost everyone there won't talk to me for one reason or another. I'm just bitterly waiting for my laundry to dry, and dreading going to work at 430am tomorrow. Needless to say, I am very glad that I have Wednesday and Thursday off. Looks like the whole living situation thing is fucked again, and I have to figure something else out. Maybe Heffa and I will share a romantic one bedroom apartment.
Maybe I should stop drinking. Maybe I should stop doing lots of things, but drinking hurts. So much stupid shit! Argh! My house smells like summer, like two years ago. Everything I want to stay the same always changes and everything I wish would change always remains the same. It's all funny like that... At least I've managed to avoid resorting to angry blogging lately. I believe that if I actually posted even half of what I first write, this would be way more interesting. But I censor myself, because I know this isn't just for me, and I don't have shit I want to say to anyone else through this.
So yes, pointless blog because I would really like to write something else entirely, but I'll post it anyway.
There are a few things that I am really not looking forward to...but they might just be outweighed by a few pretty cool things going on....BONFIRE AUGUST 8th BOLSA CHICA STATE BEACH (btw) and other assorted things.
Jealousy is a little fucking bitch. How are you going to get jealous when you are not with me, nor have ever been with me, and probably wont ever be with me?! Ahh fuck it. I can't worry much about that shit, there isn't anything I can do anyway.
Me and this shitty post are going to bed.