Tuesday, October 18, 2011

I know, I know, I'm getting worse and worse at this. I'm so sick/depressed lately I can't even be assed to write in this stupid thing, even less do anything useful.
The other day I found huge, gray slimy patches of mold in the ceiling and on the wall behind my closets, which explains why I've been sick for such a long time. I thought it was just the whole being a female neckbeard that got me sick and sad, but I should have known better. I mean, Batman lives in his parents' basement and he's way cooler than I'll ever be, so that shouldn't bother me that much right?
Anyway, I'm sleeping on the floor in the living room now, which sucks but atleast my sickness is getting better. And my dog loves it, she lies next to me and stares me in the eyes and slaps me enthusiastically with her paw every time she suspects I'm gonna stop scratching her and go to sleep. My insomnia is grateful to her, it really needed help now that I've got bitch-strong sleeping meds.

So, for now I'm focusing on recovering. Once I'm back on my feet I'm gonna start working out really hard again. Think I'm gonna pick up another language too. Gotta have something to do the next few months before moving across the planet.