It's shaping up to be one of those days.
Read: Long and/or slept through. I slept far too much the other day (approximately 2pm-7am the next morning when my alarm screaming at me finally managed to make it's way through the fog of my brain enough for me to realise that I do indeed have to wake up to go to work.) To make up for it, apparently my brain decided to wake up around nine this morning. Since its cold and rainy and there's no one online (not that I actually talk to people anymore) I think I'm going to force it into submission and go back to sleep (not three hours later, I know.) Reality and other human beings are the bane of my existence, it seems. Horrible, I know. I should try to get along better with people and be social. I can't. Just about every social interaction moves to prove just how inept I am in every possible way. And no, I'm not bitching, or pulling for pity. Just pointing out my own little version of the truth. I feel like a secondary character in a novel. My only purpose is to be one dimensional and either be the comic relief or the person screaming in anger for no reason whatsoever. My sole purpose is to serve others, showing how they shouldn't be.
This is why I feel bad when people friend me. Either they get nothing, or a rambling bunch of... nothing. It either doesn't make sense or doesn't exist. I think I'll go back to sleep now.. Where the failure to make sense is the norm and I don't get angry over my sudden lack of typing ability.
Btw, for those that knew I had a dog, I don't anymore. He's "passed on" as mom as currently referring to it. And please, no "aw"ing. I don't aw. Just in case you weren't quite aware. I just didn't want to have anyone go O.O at me in case I ever referred to Tyson in the past tense.
This is why I feel bad when people friend me. Either they get nothing, or a rambling bunch of... nothing. It either doesn't make sense or doesn't exist. I think I'll go back to sleep now.. Where the failure to make sense is the norm and I don't get angry over my sudden lack of typing ability.
Btw, for those that knew I had a dog, I don't anymore. He's "passed on" as mom as currently referring to it. And please, no "aw"ing. I don't aw. Just in case you weren't quite aware. I just didn't want to have anyone go O.O at me in case I ever referred to Tyson in the past tense.