I love being a geek.
I went to Orycon 24 last week (a sciencefiction convention/non-stop party)
and I had the best time, plus I got to dress like a pirate.

I got dumped in that worst of all classic ways
"It's not you it's me"
What really sucks is I liked her, I was even "taking it slow".
Maybe that's what did it, maybe I should've just tried to get into her pants as quickly as possible.
Now I can't shake out of the feeling sorry for myself mode, and I'm broke so I couldn't even cheer myself up by going to Dante's last night.
School starts next week, and I get my bike on wednesday. Maybe things are looking up.

I think I'm sick
I hate being sick
I get all stuffed up and my nose runs and my head throbs in synch with my heartbeat thub-dub thub-dub
I can't be sick I hate being sick
that's it then
I'm not sick
It's all in my head...
thub-dub thub-dub

I was a scared little boy
with monsters out to get me
now that I am no longer little
I miss the monsters

dantes is so cool, I like anne.

I had the worst day ever, but everything is allright now cause I get to play daddy to my poor roomates little kitten who just had the one and most traumatic thing that all male kittens must go through to comply with bob barkers wishes, and is now laid curled up on my lap, snuggling for reassurance that all is right in the world. And I realize that no matter how bad my day was, it came nowhere near what this little kitten had to go through.

Today was better. People who I didn't even know all that well took me out and got me drunk. That seems to be the way of it, I have to keep finding new friends every year or so because after a year either they can't stand me or I can't stand them. Oh well, let's hear it for fair weather friends.

I got in trouble at work again today, apparently I'm not fast enough with my data entry. Insomnia is the beast that is killing my soul. Tommorow could be better.