Well, my young prodigy (younger brother) has amazed me with a band that is horribly wonderful and addicting for some reason: Imarobot. Check 'em out.
I've been a little bitch lately, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. This whole thing with Amanda and her daughter has driven me up the wall and my bank account into the ground... but at last, it's taken care of. I've done the right thing, even though that caused the relationship to end, and I have no regrets. Now to figure out how to get that money back into my account, I'm fucking BROKE.
I cleaned my room, and I mean actually CLEANED it. Like OCD clean. My car too. If you know me, this is HUGE, I never clean, why clean when you can live in your own filth? Ya know?
Been writing a good deal recently, nothing eye opening, but it's nice to be in a state of mind that I can actually herd my thoughts and focus together towards one aim. That inability alone has been driving me up the wall.
I get my bipolar test results soon, though if the psychologist's facial reactions (although I'm sure he believes his nose twitches are completely unrevealing) are any sign, then it stands a good chance I'm bipolar. Which would explain a lot... still not sure about going on any form of mood stabilizer. A good friend advised me against that. So I've been looking into homeopathic and dietary remedies for mood disorders. Looks like I'll be joining the army of whole food freaks here in a bit. Double bacon cheeseburger, you lived a good life, here's to your death, may you go and fulfill some other poor bastard's day!
Colorado is looking more and more promising, 6 months to myself, in an almost commune setting in the middle of a valley nestled safely in the heart of nowhere. I'll keep you updated on that.
Well kids. That's about it. Go check out imarobot, tell me how lame they are, and then 3 days later, tell me how addicted you are! MUWAHAHAHAHA!
Signing off.
I've been a little bitch lately, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. This whole thing with Amanda and her daughter has driven me up the wall and my bank account into the ground... but at last, it's taken care of. I've done the right thing, even though that caused the relationship to end, and I have no regrets. Now to figure out how to get that money back into my account, I'm fucking BROKE.
I cleaned my room, and I mean actually CLEANED it. Like OCD clean. My car too. If you know me, this is HUGE, I never clean, why clean when you can live in your own filth? Ya know?
Been writing a good deal recently, nothing eye opening, but it's nice to be in a state of mind that I can actually herd my thoughts and focus together towards one aim. That inability alone has been driving me up the wall.
I get my bipolar test results soon, though if the psychologist's facial reactions (although I'm sure he believes his nose twitches are completely unrevealing) are any sign, then it stands a good chance I'm bipolar. Which would explain a lot... still not sure about going on any form of mood stabilizer. A good friend advised me against that. So I've been looking into homeopathic and dietary remedies for mood disorders. Looks like I'll be joining the army of whole food freaks here in a bit. Double bacon cheeseburger, you lived a good life, here's to your death, may you go and fulfill some other poor bastard's day!
Colorado is looking more and more promising, 6 months to myself, in an almost commune setting in the middle of a valley nestled safely in the heart of nowhere. I'll keep you updated on that.
Well kids. That's about it. Go check out imarobot, tell me how lame they are, and then 3 days later, tell me how addicted you are! MUWAHAHAHAHA!
Signing off.
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That said, good for you for looking into other things. It's a whole package, dealing with this kind of stuff--there's a lot to consider that people don't usually, such as diet and exercise. Good for you for doing some research and taking charge of it like that.
And, good luck. Your profile is really intriguing--I'm glad I stumbled across your page here.