Sorry. I'm having a rotten day. I'm bummed that I didn't get to see n0thingman tonight, and I just felt too sad and depressed to get it together to go to visit Miss Prissy Pants. I was also kind of frustrated that I didn't get to see unixd0rk last night (he'd said he'd maybe stop by The Co-op), but now that he didn't call me today, my mind is going to something n0thingman said ... something about having concerns that he'd "pull a H.W.S.R.N." and start blowing shit off, start blowing me off. H.W.S.R.N., who, by the way, sent me an email yesterday. First time in literally months. How in the fuck did that happen?
Right. I'm just whining. I'm nicotine-deprived and needing to go to bed and try to not be so sad at this first weekend alone in a while.
How the fuck did this happen? How the fuck did this happen?
Screw it all. Today is officially over. I quit.