Hey, kids! It's another update from Your Friendly Neighborhood Freak.
Well, it's been 8 days since I went back to work, and it only took about half that long to make Yours Truly remember how much he needs a change. On many, many levels. There's been a lot of frustration. Financially, sexually, whathaveyou. Sorting it out and solving it is going to be interesting.
You'd think I'd learn to stop shelling out $6.50 daily for cigarettes. Yeah, MA sucks like that. But I also like not risking a nic-fitting psychotic episode. You understand the dichotomy.
If I do nothing else, there's really the part of me that wants to get my apartment clean, say FUCK the "No Pets" policy the complex has, and give a lonely shelter kitty a good home. What can I say? it'd be nice to have someone waiting @home who's happy to see me.
For those of you wondering, the friend argument I touched upon in my last entry sorted itself out. Apologies on both sides were made, and she and I realized that, despite how much we ♥ each other, our friendship can be rather volatile @times. So that's one less thing.
It's time for YouTube-y goodness!
One of these things is not like the others...One of these things just doesn't belong...
Finding a way to go from spiders to Jazz is a link only I could make. And that's why you ♥ me.
You know what? I feel like it's been far too long since I've had my brain picked.
So, I put it to you, Gentle Reader. Ask me a question. Silly, serious, something you may want to know about me. I feel the need...the need for speed weed answering random questions.
...waitaminit, I still have the need for weed. But that's another entry.
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
Well, it's been 8 days since I went back to work, and it only took about half that long to make Yours Truly remember how much he needs a change. On many, many levels. There's been a lot of frustration. Financially, sexually, whathaveyou. Sorting it out and solving it is going to be interesting.
You'd think I'd learn to stop shelling out $6.50 daily for cigarettes. Yeah, MA sucks like that. But I also like not risking a nic-fitting psychotic episode. You understand the dichotomy.
If I do nothing else, there's really the part of me that wants to get my apartment clean, say FUCK the "No Pets" policy the complex has, and give a lonely shelter kitty a good home. What can I say? it'd be nice to have someone waiting @home who's happy to see me.
For those of you wondering, the friend argument I touched upon in my last entry sorted itself out. Apologies on both sides were made, and she and I realized that, despite how much we ♥ each other, our friendship can be rather volatile @times. So that's one less thing.
It's time for YouTube-y goodness!
One of these things is not like the others...One of these things just doesn't belong...
Finding a way to go from spiders to Jazz is a link only I could make. And that's why you ♥ me.
You know what? I feel like it's been far too long since I've had my brain picked.
So, I put it to you, Gentle Reader. Ask me a question. Silly, serious, something you may want to know about me. I feel the need...the need for speed weed answering random questions.
...waitaminit, I still have the need for weed. But that's another entry.
That's all for now, kids. As always, I hope you are all well.
Stay tuned...
-TM
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~cheers
P.S. I still want the present.
Pirates<Ninjas
Robots>Zombies
Robot Ninjas>>>Zombie Pirates
-T