I have The Cruxshadows stuck in my head, forgot what I was going to write about, and my cat won't move.
Lately I've had that significant feeling that my annual winter-depression is finally over.
It's time to start enjoying life again.
I've been wanting to go to a Goth club lately, I'm pretty sure the only person who would agree to go with me is The Jester.
We've postponed our party weekend yet again, but he's going to ride the bus all the way out here to come see me soon.
So this weekend I'm going to get as faded as possible, even if it kills me.
I got the "Official Blogger App" today, it works fairly well.
I've been meaning to write something brilliant, but brilliance has escaped my grasp as of late.
I feel like doing something crazy...
Crazy as in, "this is the best night and we'll remember this moment forever."
Because I used to have a lot of those, and it's about time that I end my hermitage.
Break out the bottles of Fireball and snap pieces, let's do this shit.
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