to do for today
- set up appt for TRG interview
- play some gee-tar
- uuhhhh….yeah.
kyle, 23 year old nerd. INFP. i try hard to never delete anything.
sex positive ± body positive ± life positive
unwilling to believe in the impossible.
∞ sun in gemini § cancer rising ∆ moon in virgo ◊
i'm really fond of lots of things and people.
my brain works pretty well, but I wish it worked better.
expect universal outpourings of love,introspection, contemplation,
needlessly sesquipedalian curiosity,
and very possibly spontaneous combustion.
♀ this blog is almost invariably somewhat nsfw ♂
send me pictures of stuff | talk to me.
(Source: wendyovoxo, via rum-and-starwars)
i think i almost had 1,500 followers, once. but it seems like i lose and gain followers at exactly the same rate; i’ve hovered at about 1350 for months now.
i’m content with the situation. my followers, on the whole, are entertaining and/or interesting, and they occasionally send me comforting words or pictures of boobs. i like having friends (so to speak) and i like boobs, so. y’know. it’s a win-win, really.
this has been a nowhere story.
wanted to smoke a bowl but i had to poop
toilet bowls it is
food card still has some money, but chevron is a mile walk and i don’t feel like dealing with social interaction this early in the morning.
fridge empty. i really do mean empty, most shelves completely devoid of any items whatsoever, and the remaining shelves containing some long-out-of-date overcooked apples, some mayo and various other condiments and shit like that.
freezer has a couple microwave dinners and microwave pancakes.
try cupboard that may have stuff that requires cooking in case it has stuff that doesn’t.
settle on a package of saltines.
remember i have a single-serve packet of kool-aid buried in my room.
mix with minimum amount of water necessary, chug kool-aid syrup. if i happen to notice the bit i spilled and think it might become harder to clean up later, decline to locate paper towel or dishrag in favour of wiping it off with the bathrobe i’m wearing.
ninjacrastinating
and i gave him my game boy with tetris to play with until i find it
it being the marker, but neither of us are looking anymore. we’re both just drowning in the never-ending tetris theme and the joy-inducing 8-bit glory of the sound effects. i was just looking at tetris on the g4. tetris and tetris. how meta.
it really sucks not having patsy, but i’m trying to embrace the possibility that all of this is perfectly lining me up to learn the exact lessons from it that will serve me later in life.
not bad for a veteran goldfish, i guess.