I'm probably an idiot and everyone already kind of knows that.
I did something I really, really shouldn't have this evening. I was in an awful, horrible mental state about a year ago regarding a certain female. Hey, after one visit with said female, I'm pretty much back at the same place: awesome. I'm pretty much a big fake about myself and what's going on around me and I like to fool myself otherwise. The two hours I spent at a bar earlier is going to take me at least three or four months to overcome. Why? Because I'm overanalytical and obsessive about everything, especially this particular issues. I'm also foolish and naively hopeless. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking or expecting and, while I was warned quite heavily, I didn't listen. Hindsight comes at a heavy price sometimes. You can pretty much expect me to be a huge jerkoff to you for the next few months or so as a result. It always seems to turn out this way. My stubborn attitude does nothing but get me in all kinds of trouble. So much for control; I apparently have none.