My parents stood me up today. My PARENTS. I'm more amused than annoyed, but still. Either they spent an extra day in Vegas or they got back & decided to not let me know like they said they were. Eh. To be honest, i really didn't feel like seeing them anything. Too many questions i really don't feel like answering right now.
Brandy Alexanders are pretty overrated. And after a couple car bombs, quite potent. And before anyone says i broke the promise i made to myself & others a few weeks ago, i would qualify St. Patrick's Day as more buzzed on the grounds i knew when to stop. Drank enough to be honest with everyone, but not enough to get either a concussion or a concussion. Thanks to intertia, Digital_Ninja, kalleigh, catagogo, & isiness for hanging out & being patient. And the SG Sac bbq was quite fun as well. The whole day was nice. Today has been weird, but Saturday was nice. I enjoy my peeps.
So i learned 7-11 gets weird on Sunday nights. I sorta knew already, but having to go over tonight in an emergency too embarrassing to mention here (good news: not deaf), i saw at least ten little old ladies buying Slim Jims. I mean, one after another. Wonderful sight gag.
I think i've finally gotten the ability to see things clearer than i have in a few years, just because lately a lot has been happening to either trigger things i forgot about in myself or that have made me into a different person than i thought i was. Watching the news today, it occured to me for the first time in a while what a fucked up state the world is in. I mean, we're four years into the Iraq clusterfuck, the stock market has gone to shit (which i WILL be hearing more about, guaranteed), people still can't seem to understand that it makes more sense to disagree & help the country than disagree & bitch about how the other side is full of retards...it's amazingly sad. Maybe it's Hearts in Atlantis, maybe it's me, but whatever it is, i'm astounded at how fucked off the world seems to be, & how it can really look like, at least to me today, that people HATE the fact things suck, they don't want them to be totally fixed because then they can't bitch anymore. I don't know. But i'm officially retiring from the news channels. No point.
And Joss Stone looks wonderful with black hair. I mean, that plus the accent is awesome.
It's weird, now that i have a plan as to what i want to do, it scares the hell out of me. I don't understand why. Doesn't matter.
God has shitty carnivals. I don't care what anyone says. The creepy carnies seek me out. I have no idea how to respond whenever that happens, because it ALWAYS happens.
I hate my neighbors. Each day that passes makes me hate them more & more. They're loud, they walk like drunken baby elephants, & shout things in Spanish. One has even taken to going up & down the stairs every day, i assume for exercise. This isn't good for anyone, because they stomp around, all four million of them in that one bedroom apartment. They should all be getting up & marching down the stairs yelling at each other any minute now. Just heard the door open. I should set a trap.
So, maybe when i think i did nothing wrong, it means i do something wrong. I don't know. I'm speaking socially. I've been a high functioning social autistic lately, which i hate but is the truth, & maybe i say dumb things without noticing it. I do know i sound far dumber than i am these days, which scares the hell out of me. I'm not stupid, should anyone think that; i'm actually quite the opposite. Or was. But basically i'm just concerned about being too much of a douchebag. I need to be just the right amount of douchebag.
Hope everyone is having a good day.
Brandy Alexanders are pretty overrated. And after a couple car bombs, quite potent. And before anyone says i broke the promise i made to myself & others a few weeks ago, i would qualify St. Patrick's Day as more buzzed on the grounds i knew when to stop. Drank enough to be honest with everyone, but not enough to get either a concussion or a concussion. Thanks to intertia, Digital_Ninja, kalleigh, catagogo, & isiness for hanging out & being patient. And the SG Sac bbq was quite fun as well. The whole day was nice. Today has been weird, but Saturday was nice. I enjoy my peeps.
So i learned 7-11 gets weird on Sunday nights. I sorta knew already, but having to go over tonight in an emergency too embarrassing to mention here (good news: not deaf), i saw at least ten little old ladies buying Slim Jims. I mean, one after another. Wonderful sight gag.
I think i've finally gotten the ability to see things clearer than i have in a few years, just because lately a lot has been happening to either trigger things i forgot about in myself or that have made me into a different person than i thought i was. Watching the news today, it occured to me for the first time in a while what a fucked up state the world is in. I mean, we're four years into the Iraq clusterfuck, the stock market has gone to shit (which i WILL be hearing more about, guaranteed), people still can't seem to understand that it makes more sense to disagree & help the country than disagree & bitch about how the other side is full of retards...it's amazingly sad. Maybe it's Hearts in Atlantis, maybe it's me, but whatever it is, i'm astounded at how fucked off the world seems to be, & how it can really look like, at least to me today, that people HATE the fact things suck, they don't want them to be totally fixed because then they can't bitch anymore. I don't know. But i'm officially retiring from the news channels. No point.
And Joss Stone looks wonderful with black hair. I mean, that plus the accent is awesome.
It's weird, now that i have a plan as to what i want to do, it scares the hell out of me. I don't understand why. Doesn't matter.
God has shitty carnivals. I don't care what anyone says. The creepy carnies seek me out. I have no idea how to respond whenever that happens, because it ALWAYS happens.
I hate my neighbors. Each day that passes makes me hate them more & more. They're loud, they walk like drunken baby elephants, & shout things in Spanish. One has even taken to going up & down the stairs every day, i assume for exercise. This isn't good for anyone, because they stomp around, all four million of them in that one bedroom apartment. They should all be getting up & marching down the stairs yelling at each other any minute now. Just heard the door open. I should set a trap.
So, maybe when i think i did nothing wrong, it means i do something wrong. I don't know. I'm speaking socially. I've been a high functioning social autistic lately, which i hate but is the truth, & maybe i say dumb things without noticing it. I do know i sound far dumber than i am these days, which scares the hell out of me. I'm not stupid, should anyone think that; i'm actually quite the opposite. Or was. But basically i'm just concerned about being too much of a douchebag. I need to be just the right amount of douchebag.
Hope everyone is having a good day.
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Audrey was being reeeeally cute this weekend: