2nd Day in a Row of Writing.

Go me.
Sitting here listening to the "WTF" podcast by Marc Maron. Probably gonna go hang out with Jack and Lyndsey today for the last time. Possibly, most likely, forever. I really don't plan on ever returning to Columbus. I feel bad because I feel as though I've used these people here to get me back to Cleveland and gave them false hope that I would ever come back to see them. Maybe I'm reading too much into it, and they really don't care as much as I think they do. That's probably it. Suddenly I feel less bad.

Peoductivity

Yeah, right.
I'm still sitting here not doing a god damn thing.
I seriously wonder, though if moving back to Cleveland is the best idea. It's where my parents, all my friends, everything I know is. But what if I move back and find myself further perpetuating the uselessness of my existence? What if it's all for nothing and end up empty handed again?

Should be able to start posting more...

Got new toys for my computer that make it unsightly as all hell, but constantly remind me that I can be blogging, or other crap with my downtime.
Anyhow, a brief update.. I'm moving back to Cleveland a week from today, fuck Columbus and all it's inhabitants.

Losing my fucking mind.

Really getting tired of doing the same thing over and over, year after year. I've moved 7 times in the last 3 Years. With zero notice. Life=bullshit.

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first win of the season?

Hm. It seems like my luck may have temporarily changed. I find myself tripping over what to say to this girl. Though I've slept with her twice. Last night while drunk she told me she's never been infatuated by a younger guy. I am 4 years younger than her. Woke up this morning and felt a strong urge to kiss her before she left but didn't. I'm not sure why.

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Mass consumption holiday

I'm going to invent a holiday nobody celebrates, full of crass consumption. And you know what else I'm goting to do? Drag my friends along and bore them to fucking death while I consume!

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Just Need to Vent I suppose

It's been a while since I've been on here. I must say, I forget how therapeutic it is.
Anyhow I suppose it would be a good idea to start with an update.
Still depressed as ever
Can't stand my roommates
Lost my job
Poor as shit
Subsisting on canned and/or stolen food.

It must be nice to be a complete ignorant fuck. If I were ever given the opportunity to go back to school and make something out of my life, I would be all over it in a second. And I can't say I would be a fucking dumbass about it either. My roommate who hasn't had a fucking job in over 6 months, who is living off her student loans, and her friend decided to make a trip to the local adult store today, and take me along. I know, I didn't have to go, but since I'm out of work, I decided to go along anyways. I'm not sure why. It was a terrible idea, because not only did it remind me of how terribly alone I really am, it also pissed me the fuck off because I think there's only a million other things that money could be used for in a situation such as ours. I could only imagine what it must be like to have a fucking tit to suck on your entire life, no matter how big, and be able to watch others bust their fucking asses at their jobs they hate just to make a paycheck to keep the roof over their head.

And in other news, I'm single.. again.
I was seeing a girl.
She was bat shit crazy, pants-on-head retarded.
I don't know what I expect that's too much. All I ask is for a friend more than anything. That's all I really wanted in her, but it ended up becoming some bastardized hallmark card relationship. I had only known her since August. We just broke up about a week ago, because she was hell bent on me moving in with her and the whole white picket fence existence that I'm ever so not okay with. Yet, I'm made out to look like the bad person because she took it on herself to take care of me (feed me, etc) not that I had asked her to. I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I really hadn't asked her to do a damn thing for me except drive me to the bus station once. Everything else was on her own free will, and I'm assuming just to load her cannon if we ever broke up because she threw every fucking bit of it back in my face. So. I told her to fuck off, and lose my number.

I REALLY DON'T THINK I'M THAT HARD TO GET ALONG WITH.
or maybe I really do ask too much.