Damnit this hurts. Head. Not body. Damn. I feel like I was forced to sit through a 3-day marathon of art films with no discernible meaning. Cripes. I need a drink. A real drink. And some answers.
Your answers are probably going to have to wait, number one of which is probably where the hell I've been. Oh, by the way, 3:50 P.M. Pretty sure I only started a few minutes ago, but what do I know.
3:51 P.M. Tired. Real tired. not like those whiny "Tired" tags posts. That was sunshine and lollipops. I now experience something akin to seeing time at 1/1000th speed, with each letter taking a lifetime to appear on the screen. That's how it feels, at least. Still wanting that drink.
At university. At the university. Student Center. Not my usual spot. Not sure if that's relevant. Gonna make a note of it in case it becomes so anytime soon. Wanna know if anyone can fill me in on why it's December now when I can barely remember finishing October. Damnit.
Jacket feels new. Says Ohio, and I'm in _______ so I probably went home sometime last month. Probably for Thanksgiving. Yeah, I saw the blank space. So those are still there. Good. I'm glad. _______ shall remain my secret base of operations no matter how drunk I Blog. _______ _______ _______ bahahaha that's awesome. Speaking of hahaha...
Yes, I also saw the laughing whatever which comprised the latest post. I see THEY took over again. Whoopie-____ for all that. Oh, that last blank was me btw. I feel like cursing less and keeping this pg or some ____ like that, but I still feel like doing the normal crap so I just blank it. Take that, THEY. _______s.
Did I mention I'm tired? Really feeling that now. Really feeling it. Like I was whacked over the head with a barbell and laid out. Need to figure out where this sluggishness is coming from. Also hoping this doesn't become progressively worse. ____ like getting drowsy while driving won't be good for the ol' staying alive plan. Then again neither is forgetting a month.
4 P.M. Caught up on ____ and the boys, saw how they were doing. Looks like they're having a hell of a time dealing with their tormentors. Need to figure out if there's a connection or if this is something completely different altogether. Just because a croc is eating the fish doesn't mean it's the same thing coming into your backyard and... I have no idea what I was doing with that metaphor. Maybe tired. Yes.
4:02 P.M. Posting thiss. Before I go into a coma. Yes. Go sleep now..................../
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