Breaks with Reality
So, I had a small nervous breakdown last night. Not too big. There was just this bizarre series of coincidences that happened within a short period of time, within about twenty minutes, and I couldn't handle it. Eventually however, I pulled myself together and had a glass of scotch. It was kind of fun to be crazy for half an hour.
Ran into Mike last night. Or rather, I saw him in my courtyard and forced him to come over and talk to me. I destroyed him completely, and then proceeded to make up with him. Sort of. I'm not really sure where we stand, but it's a little better than the silly runaround I was getting earlier.
I'm waiting for my ride right now. On my way to work. My apartment is a fucking sauna. I better get it ready for Beth to move in. I hope she's not moving in today.
Currently feel very peaceful, but with a twinge of dread. Where is this dread from? Maybe it's this stanky ashtray. Bleh.
Ran into Mike last night. Or rather, I saw him in my courtyard and forced him to come over and talk to me. I destroyed him completely, and then proceeded to make up with him. Sort of. I'm not really sure where we stand, but it's a little better than the silly runaround I was getting earlier.
I'm waiting for my ride right now. On my way to work. My apartment is a fucking sauna. I better get it ready for Beth to move in. I hope she's not moving in today.
Currently feel very peaceful, but with a twinge of dread. Where is this dread from? Maybe it's this stanky ashtray. Bleh.