"Syntax": not to be confused with sin tax.
As the Handsome Devil song goes, "sobriety is misery". Lately, that's been my life's slogan. Is growing up hard? Not really. I suppose I have no reason for this. Perhaps I am finally entering my rebellious teenage stage. (Dying my hair purple didn't count, as no-one gave a shit.) Who knows, maybe I'll turn out to be normal after all. Or maybe I'll end up being a serial killer. You know, whatever happens.
I think I want to save some money, get a cheap fucking motel room for a few days, take a book or two, and spend some time by myself. I look at my fellow human beings and feel slightly more ill each time. Perhaps that is a horrible thing to say, but I have no patience for idiocy, especially lately. I should start carrying around an axe, but only for threats.
I've been losing weight again, as well. I can pull my watch to the last notch and it feels comfortable. The second-to-last notch is now too loose.
What else? Oh, yeah, my best friend got booted out of her house. I'm trying to help her, but it's hard. I've offered her my place of residence, but as she lives in Arizona, that option isn't as feasible as it would be if she lived in Minneapolis. I fail as a friend.
I don't know whether all of this is good or bad. Something's gonna happen, and I guess I'll just have to stick around to see what happens.
I think I want to save some money, get a cheap fucking motel room for a few days, take a book or two, and spend some time by myself. I look at my fellow human beings and feel slightly more ill each time. Perhaps that is a horrible thing to say, but I have no patience for idiocy, especially lately. I should start carrying around an axe, but only for threats.
I've been losing weight again, as well. I can pull my watch to the last notch and it feels comfortable. The second-to-last notch is now too loose.
What else? Oh, yeah, my best friend got booted out of her house. I'm trying to help her, but it's hard. I've offered her my place of residence, but as she lives in Arizona, that option isn't as feasible as it would be if she lived in Minneapolis. I fail as a friend.
I don't know whether all of this is good or bad. Something's gonna happen, and I guess I'll just have to stick around to see what happens.