I am going to live. Whether or not this last shot hits the target , I'll live.
That being said, I have issues verbalizing how I really feel and condensing that into 500 words or less.
I feel good. I think its because I look good. Well, better. I look better. I'm not doing it the healthy way, but I am doing it the liberated way. Well the kind of healthy way. Less fried food, little to no booze, (that being said, I have fallen off the booze wagon. Last week my cousin was doing a DJ set in Kalamazoo, and there were $2 you-call-its, so I was knocking the Absolut and tonics back like they were candy. I can't be tamed, er blamed), three cigarettes and a meal and a snack a day. Water helps a lot of these things. So does soul-blackening black coffee.
Welcome to the new administration.
So much paperwork beckons, as well as boxes for papers and clothes. I have less than a week to put my life into so many boxes.
So it goes.
About Me
- Xlynn
- I live my life by song lyrics, have a chronic/terminal case of smartassitis and and currently taking medication to combat a particularly hearty strain of Don'tgiveafuck syndrome. I do the 22k in april to raise money for research. I appreciate your prayers. I'm also a sarcastic, habitual liar. ...sometimes. You will be my new best friend if you can tell me exactly what the fuck Paul Simon and Julio Were doing down by the schoolyard, the exact location of Carmen Sandiego, and the real words to "Blinded By The Lights" (revved up like a deuce, you know, a roller in the night?). I will date you if you can name 3 Green Day albums that aren't American Idiot. I'm a handful but my friends love me. good luck!
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