As long as I sing with inflection...
Ah crap, this thing still does the f*cking double space thing.
uuh anyway- this laptop went down hard
and fast
moreso than a thai hooker on payday.
Look- what it boils down to is this. The Blues.
Its good music.
Fuck you.
My Full Armor Gundam is almost built, and I need to seriously consider disconnecting my utilities, and grabbing what few valuables I have- and setting up a slightly more complete base here with the folks.
Sucks.
But whatever, two paychecks in and I've probably got enough to shack up somewhere else.
The issue of course being
getting those two paychecks.
Yeap.
I also got some horrible superflu for about 26 hours.
I was in a lot of pain. Like... top 5 worsts. And I've seen some crazy shit in my day.
Do I want to live with my parents?
Fuck no.
Do I want to live ANYWHERE but Topeka?
Yes.
Lesser of two evils.
I dunno, the issue of masters degrees and other crazy shit keeps popping up.
I need somewhere to crash, I need somewhere to make it.
I need somewhere to get it.
If you're getting it.
But are you?
What I really need is a pack of cheap cigars and an old rusty blazer with a broken window.
Shit just hasn't been the same since.