I have succeeded in making it to New York in one piece. To return or not to return.

No more beating around the bush, I have finally gotten the ticket and it is decided. I am off to New York on sunday. I should probably start packing now? Procrastination is a bitch. Hopefully my trip is leaps and bounds better than last years measly venture. I suppose I shall see what happens soon.

I think I am going to walk to New York. BRB.

I went and saw Scott Pilgrim vs The World last night, I fucking loved it. I will definitely be getting that on DVD when it comes out. It is a shame to me it opened up at fifth place at the box office, I think I'll go see it again for shits and giggles.

Random chance encounters ensure that life has a way of becoming awesome instantaneously.

I think I am going to try to run off to New York sometime during early September, reconnect with my brothers/sister. Attempt to see how long I can handle being out there as I will have no distractions back home.

The internet is awesome.

Thanks to it I am watching Black Dynamite with my New York brother.

It pains me to see people in abusive relationships, especially when they want to get out of them but do not know how to go about that. I am unsure how to assist some people, but my heart pains for them. Especially when they are people who are close to me. How can you help people who claim they want help but do not accept it? I'm running out of ideas and could use a spark of genius at the moment.

Dear whomever keeps gifting me Suicide Girls account time love.

I adore you. As much as I would like to keep an active membership to this glorious website, I sadly do not have the means to do so. Since the person remains anonymous, I have no way of thanking them. I could make you brownies or something? As a sign of gratitude. Man. That might sound a tad creepish accepting random food from an internet stranger. Anyway, keep on being a baller with your exceptional awesomeness. I suppose I owe you three months of SG time in the very least. Or a sign.

There is a fairly large chance that I am a zombie.
I do not know what is like to have a regular sleep schedule anymore as well.

I would misplace my glasses somewhere whilst drunk.

Now I get to be blind as shit.

Who likes to see their surroundings anyway?