HKD says I need to write more. So since I'm drunk and lame and my ex-bf/roommate is Chi-Sowing with his Kung-Fu buddies in the living room, I'm having a sit-down in my lair and writing about the lameness that is my life.

I'm currently stuck in a vortex of nothingness where I seem to exist and not much happens but a whole bunch of time passes and I end up like "what the fuck? Is it Wednesday already?" and someone else is like "yeah, it's also April." So I, of course, realize that I'm a huge time waster and everything is boring and I'm way too self involved to accomplish anything and I'm such a fucking Libra that I'm confused that my kingdom doesn't recognize their Queen that is me and I should be chopping some heads. Worship me already!

Then at the same time I have a hankering to find a cave to dwell in and live like the animals that we all are because society on the whole baffles me and I don't feel apart of it at all.

And how can I rightfully be so tragic when I'm young and pretty with a roof over my head, a good family and a handful of decent humans for friends? I mean, really, come on. I'm such a selfish moe foe.

Grrrr Aarrggghh, for serious. And I say that because I want to be able to just say that it's only my selfishness. Cause that I can fix.