i used to be able to take great inspiration from everything i saw
i had so many stories and things i wanted to tell
but it seems like all i see when i look at something now is just what i see and nothing more
i hate this feeling
why do i keep doing this
why am i so fucking stupid
AAAAAAAARGH
i don't fucking know what to do
Uh oh. My mom just heavily hinted that she got me Skyward Sword for Christmas, when I told her I'd just get it myself. That now means she didn't get Battlefield 3 or Skyrim. aggghhhhhh
I can't buy any of the three until after Christmas because I don't know which 2 I'm getting now.
Or she bought all three, which I'd feel really fracking bad if she did, as she doesn't need to spend that much on me.
I mean I'm not bitching about any gifts, but I don't want to wait that long to find out lol.
What is it about this time every month where all of my fucking clients go NOPE and either stop answering my e-mails, or suddenly become really fucking picky? Thanks for screwing me over for yet another month, guys.
pro tip: get dark souls instead of skyrim
shit is intense
The real treasure I'm after is Skyward Sword B)
I might give that a try when I can get it for cheaper though, as it does look interesting but SS and Skyrim are my priorities right now
Is it just me, or did 2011 seem to go by rather fast?
Some parts of this year seem like a blur to me. Like I've been spaced out...
Really, july seems like it was yesterday and not half a year ago.
:/
I definitely know what you mean. Summer zipped right by for me, and it's hard to believe it's now December.
October is always a month that hits me though.
I've noticed every year, if I have a girlfriend, we break up in October. I need to change that, heh.
[6:17:14 PM] Vipershark: MAN MY STUPID BROTHER
[6:18:15 PM] Vipershark: he always
[6:18:11 PM] Vipershark: messes up the towels
[6:18:22 PM] Vipershark: like he washes them then doesnt take them out of the washing machine
[6:18:31 PM] Vipershark: so they sour out
[6:17:34 PM] Vipershark: but then he
[6:18:47 PM] Vipershark: freaking puts them in the dryer them instead of rewashing them to get the sour water out
[6:18:52 PM] Vipershark: so when you use them you smell like freaking sour water
[6:17:57 PM] Vipershark: i just washed my hair and now my hair smells like sour water
[6:18:00 PM] Vipershark: and i have to rewash it
[6:18:01 PM] Vipershark: UGH
hng
I've had a dull pain at the bottom of my ribcage since last night. I, kind of remember walking into something yesterday, so I'm assuming this is the cause :/
Also, the dizziness was back today. Earlier I'd gotten up for something to drink, and before I reached the kitchen, my senses became nonexistant for a few seconds apart from my vision, which was just one orange/white blur. I didn't lose consciousness but I had a headache for short while afterwards, and I felt woozy until it went away.
FRIGGIN AAAAGH
I think my headphone jack is broken.
Mom: "I don't get what he doesn't get it." (he = my brother)
Me: "Get what?"
Mom: "That being mean to people doesn't make them want to do what you want."
Me: "Maybe because you've taught him that being mean is how you get what you want?"
Mom: "No."
Me: "You get what you want by hitting, beating, and screaming."
Mom: "Tshp. No."
Me: "..."
Sister: "I'm on Nate's side."
Mom: "There is no "side.""
Me: "There kind of is.."
Mom: "No, there's no side. There's no debate."
.....K.
Took Sonic (my dog) to get neutered yesterday. He only had one testicle on show, so they had to go into a keyhole surgery to remove the other one which never dropped, and was stuck in his abdomen. This meant that he had two incision, and a much, much more expensive procedure (£360ish) - and now we have him home, and he's just whining non-stop because he's so sore, and he won't stop trying to lick to wound, so he has a cone on...
He keeps bumping into us, and just generally looking really upset and frustrated that he can't play, or do anything...
He's a border collie, so he's FULL of energy at the worst of times, but now he's like a depressed shell of a dog.
He should perk up soon, once the wounds scar up, but for now we're struggling with the whining and the lack of sleep.
HI DEPRESSION? WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN? OH WAIT YOU HERE TO CRASH MY PARTY AND CRIPPLE ME AGAIN? OK THANKS!
