I've met all kinds of quirky people with all kinds of interesting lives, that has to account for something.
Or maybe I've just had too much wine with my dinner...
Ivy felt the need to post an obscure status on Facebook about how she "feels like she doesn't matter because she never hears from her 'best friend' anymore."
Obviously she's referring to me, I saw the post by chance....
Of course that's the logical way to deal with this, instead of just sending a straightforward message to this alleged "best friend"
I told Satan that the reason I'm still friends with her is because I'm making up for being a bitch in highschool (his response was humorous as usual), but honestly she was more of a bitch than I was back then...and currently she's quite delusional.
Really I'm just frustrated by the immaturity a post like that shows.
Am I pandering?
Maybe.
Satan certainly accused me of it, and then suggested I just tell everyone off (basically just saying all the things that run through my head to these so-called friends of mine).
Enough ranting.
I haven't really heard from anyone since I left for Anaheim (except for a game of phone tag with The Jester).
Disneyland was fun, except that "arcade" really means "gift shop", the lines were horrendous, and I didn't sleep for almost forty hours while trying to survive the busiest theme park in the world.
*laugh*
Although the morning I left, I stayed up all night talking to Satan and among all our usual entertaining conversations, we somehow ended up deciding to go to Six Flags together.
You know, the reason I started watching anime again was because of Satan...
I've liked anime since I was a kid, but I all but quite watching it in high school.
I don't remember where I was going with this....
More rambling a from a high bunny; that name has never really died, despite how much I've tried to distance myself from it.
Aaaah, I've come to figure out that I never really enjoyed smoking with The Jester or Kuma-kun because they never did anything exciting.
Smoking with either of them was always redundant or mundane.
My relationship with alcohol: one day I had too much vodka (too much is an understatement) so I started drinking whiskey, one day I had too much whiskey, so now I'm drinking wine.
I'm so used to cat in my face...cats are much easier to understand than people.
I prefer Morrowind to Skyrim because you could kill people and take their houses, and sometimes you'd kill the wrong person and it would say something like "...the thread of the prophecy is broken..."
The reason two introverted personalities should not try to be romantically involved, because nothing would ever get done.
Opposites really do attract, in that sense.
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