Still boss as fuck, in case you were wondering.
So. Here we are again.
I sold the Vespa, and used the money to pay bills and get a new computer. I lost 15 pounds somehow, and I am not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
My dad is making me crazy, in the usual ways. My parents are moving to California, thank god, because I never really liked Alamogordo. There were actual fucking TUMBLEWEEDS there.
I got a new cable dvr box, and am ridiculously excited about how small it is.
Every person who has seen me with my cane has marveled aloud at the fact that I am allowed, nay, encouraged, to walk around with a big stick. Seems counter intuitive to arm me, I guess.
I am more than a little preoccupied with the prospect of hot wings.
I had to write out a list of my medications today. It’s a long fucking list. I often forget that I take a metric buttload of drugs. That’s me, medicated for your safety.
What have you guys been doing?
- NO MORE TALK ABOUT POTATOES! MORE TALK ABOUT POTATOES!
- DESTROYER OF WORLDS
- I really have no patience most of the time.