Looking forward to the overtime on this next paycheck. I'll be paying off my Skyrim pre order.
I'm still a bit emotionally drained from the break up, and physically drained from work hours en masse and the stomach ulcer, which is supposedly healing. Still no alchy or smoking until the end of the month. I love and still giggle about how the doctor worded it.... Read More
Ulcers are no bueno.
"So you'll be on this medication for 2 weeks, also I want you to avoid smoking, drinking, and spicy foods for about a month. Avoid stressful situations as much as possible as well."
Okay doc, avoid stressful stuff. Mind you you mention that AFTER naming off the vices I need to avoid which I use to cope with stress. I'm just... Read More
So Crysta and I broke up. Again. This time seems like a permanent arrangement.
Then again, our past has shown that what makes us consistent is our frequent inconsistency.
Also, for fuck sake people, the whole "We can still be friends." line died and lost sincerity
eons ago. Same goes for "I'm not doing this to hurt you." and "It's not you, it's me."
Sometimes I wanna drop kick my gf's father. Just a little. You know, just this much.
Enough to possibly kill him. That'd be one hell of a drop kick coming from my scrawny ass.
Oi, I need self medication. As luck would have it, my friend left his flask of brandy here last night.