alright, you idiot… here’s the rundown:
i’ve been under the weather for nearly eight days. my semester ended under great duress, and the next day i came down with an ear, nose, and throat infection along with a tension headache. i am just now getting back to normal.
i made a 4.0. what do you think about that? it is my first, and i am too exhausted to comprehend and properly celebrate, but celebrating with certainly be done in due time.
i had a death in the family. my stepdad’s mother died, and now my parents are trying to clean out her house and give me all of her crap. i never gave the slightest indicator that i needed anything at all. i don’t want her gaudy nonsense, but if I don’t take it i will squash this awkward attempt at diplomacy by my parents.
i’ve been bitching at as many people as i can. the semester was very fucking hard. so much background noise. i was going out of my skull. i have decided from this day forward to tell people exactly how i feel.
as if that is any fucking change…
my dreams have changed. last night i had a series of what seemed to be marijuana-based vignettes, and tonight i had a dream that i had sex with a jogger… while jogging. it’s good to know that my mind still knows how to take a break.
i suppose that i all. the ailment left me sprawled out for a good bunch of days and i am just now regaining my bearing. i am going back to watching wrestling documentaries now. that’s my new thing. at least until i run out of them.
eat butt… iron smooching paul, outer smooching space