2002-01-23 isaac and i stopped in at arnold's saturday and left with one of the craziest highs. arnold also loaned me Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas. geezuz! talk about a wierd trip. i'm not supposed to smoke anymore because everytime it gives me major paranoia. maybe that's just me, and what i had to eat, but it's becoming less and less fun. still, i watched the movie last night wishing i had anything to put me over in another world -- any world other than the drab i'm in now. it seems everyone in The Works is miserable right now for one reason or another. i deal with misery not by surrounding myself with other miserable people but by holing up in my apartment trying to forget everything. not good. i need to get on a fucking excercise program. the was once a time when i didn't particularly care what anyone thought of me. that was before i had my own decisions to make; before my motabolism hit the floor; before i started thinking of myself as a person in the world instead of an anomoly just enjoying the ride. now that the rest of my life is really up to me, i have to stop and think about what the fuck i'm doing! |
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