Rejoice for I had to take a muscle relaxer...
and then I got really high.
God I'm bored.
Like... bubble wrap bored.
like, reorganize my game/DVD collection bored.
God that's bored.
But I did watch Dr. Horrible
and I want some snazzy goggles
... partly to cover my disfiguring scar
partly for the AWESOME.
This reminds me of my first blog entry on this website.
Minus the chronic pain
and the dog
and the...
no I'm pretty sure NiN was playing in the background then too.
I need a dreamscape.
A saga.
Or at least a mindfuck.
and all I've got are these pills
and these keys
what happens when I run out
and I need more?
Good fucking times.
Good fucking times.
I always end on a low note.
I'm gonna grab my sandles, my rings, run my hands through my hair
I'm outta here.