Drunk and retarded.

I’m so very drunk. Double shot of my good pal Jose Quervo, a shot of the devil (El Toro), and a glass of Goldenschlager on ice. WHOOOOO!!! Do you HEAR ME, WORLD?!?! You can’t beat me because I’m FUCKING TRASHED!!!

And tomorrow, this will look so stupid, and so ridiculous, but it’s ok. Because I have a story in my head. I have a story in my head and a goal in my mind. And that goal has friends. Many, many friends.

And I make funny faces when I’m drunk. WHOOO!

It doesn’t matter that the graduate student from before is avoiding me and with someone else. It doesn’t matter that I saw my pregnant ex today at 21st Century. It doesn’t matter that I can be pathetic, because I HAVEN’T EVEN STARTED. Not by a long shot, fuck-o ( <— ‘s word). Not by a long shot.

Time to sleep soundly.

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After logging into our shell server, firing up tin, subscribing to a few newsgroups, and tabbing my way through them, I have once again determined that our newsgroup users are an antsy bunch of unsatisfiable fucks. Thank you.

This song reminds me of… damnit.

I need a better job. I can’t get a second job because I’m going back to school. Well, if school lets me back in. How many times do I have to say this before I put everything I’ve got into finding a better job? How much indignity do I have to suffer to get motivated?

Once again, I seem to be clinging to something comfortable, even though it’s detrimental to my well-being. Mother fucker.

Horoscope from The Onion:

Taurus: (April. 20-May 20)
It turns out the voices in your head that tell you how to behave are called your “conscience” and that listening to them will ruin your career in advertising.

“Gotta launder my karma…”

It always feels good to wear clean clothes the day after laundry. Now, if it hadn’t taken me till 1:00 AM, I might be more awake. Heh.

I need to call that rental company in Old Town about a loft after my lunch break. I need to not agonize over re-entry into MSU.

I am absolutely amazed. One of my ex-gf’s is 12 weeks along in a pregnancy. She’s barely twenty years old. I wished her happiness, because the event of bringing a child into this world is happy.

I played some GameCube over the weekend, that system’s pretty rockin’. I dig the mini-cd game discs. First non-cartridge Nintendo system ever. Wow. Reminds me of how much I like Link, and need to go back to playing it.

There was more, but it’s fled my mind as I’ve browsed the Nintendo site and have been subsequently hypnotized by the bright colors and twisty Zelda plots. Maybe I should get one or two Final Fantasy games for my Playstation.