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Thursday, September 23, 2010
Or so I've been told
My lovely girlfriend yelled at me when she found this blog, because I don't mention any of the many good things about my life. Well. That's bullshit, lovely girlfriend. Everyone knows that blogs are for complaining, and not for happy unbiased writing town. Ugh.
So I moved out. A while ago. I just kind of assumed that anyone who would read this blog would already know that about me, so I didn't bother mentioning it. Because it's irrelevant. Except, it kind of is relevant. Things don't seem too different. It's nice. I like making Maggie pay for groceries.
Groceries is expensive. :(
I have to go mop our hardwood floors (17) because they're getting all dirty. Oh WELL. lol.
Pretty much though, this whole living away from my parents thing isnt too bad, since I have a job that pays plenty enough to live. With two roommates. BFF, GFF, and Ammers. Ammers doesn't count as a roommate because she doesn't pay rent yet. But. Yeah. It's nice, to not have to drive around all the fucking time. It's been two weeks since I got gas, I think. That's kind of cool.
I don't want this to become a party house. But I like the notion that people can come over, and play teh vidya, and not feel weird. Or gross. Or intrusive. This can be... the party house. The SxE Party House. Where we drink Rock Band instead of vodka. It's always nice when Alec brings terrifying strangers into my house. The kind that blame me for ruining peoples' lives. Even though she doesn't know me.
What
But whatever, having people over is fun. We have Netflix and everything. Or whatever.
(^ This is why I don't post happy things in my blog, the entire thing just gets gay and boring even faster than the sad stuff)
So I moved out. A while ago. I just kind of assumed that anyone who would read this blog would already know that about me, so I didn't bother mentioning it. Because it's irrelevant. Except, it kind of is relevant. Things don't seem too different. It's nice. I like making Maggie pay for groceries.
Groceries is expensive. :(
I have to go mop our hardwood floors (17) because they're getting all dirty. Oh WELL. lol.
Pretty much though, this whole living away from my parents thing isnt too bad, since I have a job that pays plenty enough to live. With two roommates. BFF, GFF, and Ammers. Ammers doesn't count as a roommate because she doesn't pay rent yet. But. Yeah. It's nice, to not have to drive around all the fucking time. It's been two weeks since I got gas, I think. That's kind of cool.
I don't want this to become a party house. But I like the notion that people can come over, and play teh vidya, and not feel weird. Or gross. Or intrusive. This can be... the party house. The SxE Party House. Where we drink Rock Band instead of vodka. It's always nice when Alec brings terrifying strangers into my house. The kind that blame me for ruining peoples' lives. Even though she doesn't know me.
What
But whatever, having people over is fun. We have Netflix and everything. Or whatever.
(^ This is why I don't post happy things in my blog, the entire thing just gets gay and boring even faster than the sad stuff)
Saturday, August 28, 2010
lol
When I get tired after an anxiety attack, my entire vision will shake. I can be looking at a fixed point, but my entire vision will just start jittering and skipping around. Like... in movies. lol. Its fun.
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