'Cause I was totally looking for someone to go to shows with and party with, and I know he's older than me; but older guys are normal for me...
I can't believe he used to be a legit punk rocker, like all the classics.
Leather jacket with all the pins and patches, spiked hair...he kinda looks hardcore right now, but fucking TSOL, Black Flag, SSD, MDC, Minor Threat, Flipper, The Germs, Dead Kennedys...I'm freaking the fuck out right now.
I'm really excited actually, geez.
He might actually be too cool for me...can't believe that I'm an adult and I still feel like that around guys.
Seriously though, I feel like a kid.
"Subhumans at The Roxy"...I could fucking die.
When I was in school I always dated guys way older than I was and kinda always felt like I was in over my head.
I guess that can still happen, because I kinda have that feeling right now.
Like I haven't been to enough shows or done enough drugs to be chill enough to kick it.
He likes Riot Grrrl though...never thought I'd meet someone who's taste is more underground than mine is.
He said it's "adorable" that I like video games...now I understand why Satan always hated that word.
Guess who else started talking to me again?
(What is with everyone popping up out of nowhere?)
That one guy who I liked in high school, who dated like two of my friends, who I got drunk with and made out with that one time...
Nobody even knows who I'm talking about though, it's weird and he's a fucktard.
So it's all good.
But he's like, "Wanna hang out sometime?"
And I'm just remembering the last two times we chilled, kinda just wanna say No.
Said he's kinda mad at himself for the way he acted towards me, and "it wasn't okay."
Whatever.
He just asked me on a date...second time this week I've been asked out...what the flying fuck?
I miss Ivy, but I'm kinda excited to be home...my cats trashed my room though, they're throwing tantrums because they hate being alone.
I'm stressed out because now Mister J doesn't know if he wants to move in with Ivy, and I'm just like what the Hell are we gonna do now?
People are fucking my shit up right now...
And The Jester finally decided to respond after three days, I guess I don't blame him.
Ivy told him off for me (she kinda did that of her own accord), she does that kind of stuff often...just decides to try to fix my life without my asking.
I appreciate it though, since I really couldn't figure out what to tell him and she told him exactly what I was thinking.
Satan says I spam Facebook, I know it's true.
"Hi, my name is Usagi and I am addicted to Facebook..."
I'm joking, I just get bored easily.
Apparently today my spamming was extra bad and he felt the need to make me aware.
I feel like someone told me the same thing once...hmmm.
Well, I've vowed to stick to Tumblr from now on.
*laugh*
Nobody in the world likes sleeping or drinking alone, those two things make a person feel a million times more lonely.
I'm glad I only have to stay alone for one night...
Friday I am going to lunch and getting drunk, kampai!
I want to go see Satan, curse my infernal car.
I haven't talked to the guy from the sex shop, since I have my rules that I generally stick to.
As in only text them if they text you first...
If I'm going to live like this again then I have to step my shit up, I've forgotten how to play all the games.
I would rather just go watch anime with Satan, I'm kinda over this serious partying thing.
Once in awhile I like to do crazy stuff, but for the most part I'd be happier cuddling and watching Star Wars.
Kuma-kun says he's worried about me, I don't even know why.
I haven't done anything dangerous or illegal....I've been sober for days.
I certainly haven't fallen into any old habits; for the first time in my life I'm shy when talking to guys, I haven't done any drugs, and I haven't woken up in any strange houses with no memory of the night before.
The worst thing I've done is probably drinking my liver to death, but I ran out of alcohol...so that's fucked.
So many people keep asking me to blaze with them, it's lame.
I wish everyone would get over the fact that I quit.
I'm pretty positive that there's only maybe two people in the entire world that I would still smoke with, and one of them doesn't even live in California.
This guy (the one I knew in high school) is like "Smoke one bowl with me? Maybe?"
And I'm just like, "Nah, not even."
This fucking shit keeps happening, can there be like one person in this whole fucking world who isn't always fucking stoned?!
Well, Satan doesn't technically smoke weed, since dabs aren't literally bud.
And he doesn't try to talk me into smoking, even if he disapproves of my drinking.
People suck, I'm fucking over it.
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