Ive been playing Batman: Arkham City, and boy, what a surprise! I would have never thought it would contend for the best modern game Ive played in ages - even in spite that I have never been into any Batman lore, comic books, cartoons or movies, and not even caring very much for the whole genre of super-hero theme such as Superman and X-Men - but Batman is just blowing me away with its rich architecture and free-roaming regalement,
I found some Portal 2 DLC, thank god. I gonna play the shit out of it. Considering Portal 2's masterpiece, take my money Microsoft! Take it! *Throws cash*
Rose's relationship with me has fizzled out into a pathetic ashen coil from whence spurth a red hot fire cracker. She got me pretty frustrated, I mean, who cheats on their boyfriend only to make-out with the other boy and not go all the way? You're already being an unfaithful harlot, why stop with clothes on? I so desperately want to have sex with her.
I've been pondering about my circumstances upon this very temporary time on Earth and I do see a bit of silver lining in not being married and w ithout kids. Though I would prefer a family, its an awful lot of responsibility and I couldnt rightly be the same person I am when I am responsible for other creatures. I have to weigh myself in accordance with what I have rather than what I dont have, and being single certainly some benefits as far the limit of my responsibility and pursuing alternate spiritual goals rather than tending to kids. Still, I do still have to live with the facts.
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I am alone. Im 30, I do drugs, Im on disability for a mental disorder, Im petulant, Im moody, and though I have ample money and a good place to live, I can see why no girl wants me. I really need to divert my attentions that funnel into greater apex's of goals, because while no girl wants me, surely I at least can pursue solitary objectives in astronomy, being a psychonaut and cultivating and forming new relationships that I so deem life worthy of.
Not feeling like typing in here as much. I'd like to stir and stew myself somehow - be uncomfortable; that in my stressors or slaying there-of maybe I can come back to this journal with something actually redeemable.