what has it been, months?
i havent written here for months maybe...i think the hectic pace of life or just that i havent done anything of importance or significance in a while has kept me from writing. i'm still not doing anything significant. i'm still anxious, drinking too much, sleeping too much, smoking too much and doing everything i shouldn't in excess and ignoring everything else. i havent even checked my email in 3 weeks. down from 3 times a day. the fact though is that i've been ok. happy even, a lot. just the past few days for some reason i cry randomly and cant get out of bed and dont feel like myself. i feel overwhelmed even with no responsibility. i have good friends. i have things i cant get out of my head. i have something i want, but dont think i can have. i listen to the same songs on repeat. i learned to play poker. i got five new movies. say anything, ghost in the shell, breakfast at tiffanys, pi, and wet hot american summer. i want to snuggle and watch movies. thank goodness for miss fancypants the kitten.
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.
i've made some mistakes. and i'm willing to change that all right now, if i can dig myself out of this little hole. i'm going to get another job. i'm going to find some motivation. i havent really slept or left the apartment in 2 days. scandalous just called. awesome. i'm actually venturing outside! proud of myself. read rules of attraction 3 times.
rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.
i've made some mistakes. and i'm willing to change that all right now, if i can dig myself out of this little hole. i'm going to get another job. i'm going to find some motivation. i havent really slept or left the apartment in 2 days. scandalous just called. awesome. i'm actually venturing outside! proud of myself. read rules of attraction 3 times.