I’m having a hard time focusing.
So, I’m moving, I guess. I’m looking at a spot tonight, keep your titties crossed.
Frostburn was cray cray cray cold. It was definitely the most extreme thing I’ve ever done. Years of skiing and tit-freezing in NH finally became of use. Merging back into Default world blowwwwwws.
I feel like I have lice. It’s driving me FUCKING CRAZY. I’ve made E check my head twice, and he doesn’t see anything. I’m itchy and swear I can feel little critters every now and then. I’m going to be enraged if I actually have lice. I’m pretty sure the office would have to shut down, or it’d be an epic crisis somehow.
I’m sick of accommodating. I realized that I’d allowed myself to fall back into some codependent habits with some people in my inner world. I have to remind myself that just because I value shit, doesn’t mean they do. I cannot expect reciprocity and I shouldn’t. It’s just hard not to take it personally, when I feel like I’m bending over backwards.
I think I kinda miss having a close girlfriend. I just can’t, though. I can’t handle the fucking heartbreak. That ginger bitch really shook me. I really loved her. A year later, there’s still a little scabbing on that gash. At least in the context of a romantic relationship, the risk is worth the reward. Ya know? I’m not into getting fucked if I’m not getting fucked.