Hello February. How are you?
Nothing much happening at the moment. A roofer came this morning and stayed for about 2 minutes before he stated he didn't do flat roofs. A shame as he seemed OK. A bit camp. A vamp roofer is an interesting concept.
In other news my laptop might be broken. It doesn't seem to want to charge any more. I hoped it was the cable and now I'm hoping its the charger. It won't be. It will be the laptop.
Oh and the pedal man is ignoring me leaving me with a pedal that half works. I hate everything. Why life why?
Other than that nothing. Finished Resident Evil 2 and can't decide if I want to play it 3 more times or just get rid. I will give it a week. Kingdom Hearts 3 is giving me a headache and there doesn't seem to be any way to turn the fucking music off. It's like being forced to eat candy floss all day.
Watching Toast of London still as need something stupid to level me out. Other than that nothing to report.
It still keeps trying to snow and failing. Elsewhere in the world it's like a Roland Emmerich film come to life with people buying coffee, throwing it in the air and it freezing in front of them. It's the end of the world as we know it and I don't feel fine.
Bought some shit books from Oxfam that won't tax me too much when I read them but at least I will read them. There is a time for Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson and Friedrich Nietzsche in my life. It is not now. Nick Hornby have at it.
I need to get into one of my other personalities. The nhilistic one had been around too long. I just need something nice to happen to trigger me. Doesn't have to be anything massive. Just something to go right instead of wrong or someone to be nice to me.
I might post my will up here. The one I wrote when I thought I was going to die and wasn't that bothered. The one I wrote when everyone else was being kind because they thought I was going to die. The one I wrote when I wasn't being an asshole (apart from when I was on ketamine in the hospital) because I thought I was going to die.
I remember you getting in bet with me and making it uncomfortable because there wasn't enough room. I remember lying awake and listening to you breathing and counting the breaths and knowing they were finite. It was such a sad time in my life but also strangely calming. For me dealing with dying was so much easier than dealing with a leaking roof or something breaking. I haven't been called to the hospital after my yearly scan so I presume I am ok now.
This will more than likely come up again. This is my therapy. That's why I do this.
Nothing much happening at the moment. A roofer came this morning and stayed for about 2 minutes before he stated he didn't do flat roofs. A shame as he seemed OK. A bit camp. A vamp roofer is an interesting concept.
In other news my laptop might be broken. It doesn't seem to want to charge any more. I hoped it was the cable and now I'm hoping its the charger. It won't be. It will be the laptop.
Oh and the pedal man is ignoring me leaving me with a pedal that half works. I hate everything. Why life why?
Other than that nothing. Finished Resident Evil 2 and can't decide if I want to play it 3 more times or just get rid. I will give it a week. Kingdom Hearts 3 is giving me a headache and there doesn't seem to be any way to turn the fucking music off. It's like being forced to eat candy floss all day.
Watching Toast of London still as need something stupid to level me out. Other than that nothing to report.
It still keeps trying to snow and failing. Elsewhere in the world it's like a Roland Emmerich film come to life with people buying coffee, throwing it in the air and it freezing in front of them. It's the end of the world as we know it and I don't feel fine.
Bought some shit books from Oxfam that won't tax me too much when I read them but at least I will read them. There is a time for Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson and Friedrich Nietzsche in my life. It is not now. Nick Hornby have at it.
I need to get into one of my other personalities. The nhilistic one had been around too long. I just need something nice to happen to trigger me. Doesn't have to be anything massive. Just something to go right instead of wrong or someone to be nice to me.
I might post my will up here. The one I wrote when I thought I was going to die and wasn't that bothered. The one I wrote when everyone else was being kind because they thought I was going to die. The one I wrote when I wasn't being an asshole (apart from when I was on ketamine in the hospital) because I thought I was going to die.
I remember you getting in bet with me and making it uncomfortable because there wasn't enough room. I remember lying awake and listening to you breathing and counting the breaths and knowing they were finite. It was such a sad time in my life but also strangely calming. For me dealing with dying was so much easier than dealing with a leaking roof or something breaking. I haven't been called to the hospital after my yearly scan so I presume I am ok now.
This will more than likely come up again. This is my therapy. That's why I do this.
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