i was suppose to meet my cousin last nite and the other roommates i will be living with ’til august but i got lazy and went to the bar down the street instead so on saturday i’ll just show up with all my shit and be like helloooo fuckers and if i don’t like them i will just have to pretend that i do. i’m not going to tell them about my blog so i can majorly shit-talk them and then maybe publish a book or something and then when i move out i’ll be like here ya go, thanks for the material.

i’m kinda starving myself, it’s that time of the year where i picture myself wearing tank tops and t-shirts but i have my winter layer still. well, i’m not really starving myself, i’m just eating once a day and it’s usually not until 5 o’clock and after that it’s all liquids. i think it is sort of working though i am probably just deluding myself into thinking it is and i should be integrating some exercise in with this sitting around doing nothing. also this not really eating stems from laziness because if there actually was food here i would be eating it, mang.

i have been sleeping in like crazy though. i have crazy fatigue syndrome or something which translates to being a major shut-in which also means stir-crazy and when you boil it down, just. plain. crazy. so much so that when i finally do venture out, i am thrilled by things like megatouch and watching some fat lady at the table near us in the greek restaurant be totally drunk and flop around her arms a lot when she is talking and hoping that she stumbles when her party leaves. bullshit like that.

at least i don’t wish for car accidents to happen to me anymore. that was back in the lithium days.