i started only 15 till 5 today, drinking.

i've been pacing between my office and my balcony like a caged animal, drawing, reholstering and redrawing my gun all day.

i've started crying three times since about noon, never for more than 15 seconds, and i dont know why.

i dont feel bad. at all.

i miss everyone.

my place is so nice.....

I'm not even TRYING to save drafts. i NEVER save drafts. this shit is annoying me.

Art Lebedev needs to get on the goddamn ball. i need a Tactus keyboard, and an Optimus Aux pad. (and a bunch of his goddamn home furnishings. this guy is a GENIUS!)

also, i need a gun belt, and to build my gun baldric idea.

Before Man was, War Waited for Himthis quote makes me a li'l messy ( Read more... )

so my shotgun is finally getting taken care of. got my stock adaptor and side saddles, which is all the basic physical changes from the standard 870 platform its going to undergo. the other differencews will be removble accesories or internal changes ( Read more... )

* burts into the room, yelling at the top of his lungs ( Read more... )