akasnuggles

so... if i'm following this correctly, i cant get high for the next 3 weeksmy financial records tell me so. Big bills coming up within the next couple days, no $$$ for anythingi could easily blow 200 a week. My usual cushion is 150.
But AJ's a killer salesman. He's trying to pawn some Purple Haze on me50$ for a dime. I might do it just to do it.
I needed to straighten out, anyway. I need to get stuff on paper.
I've only written two lil bitsskeleton bits, at that. Mostly dialogue. I'm trying to see how this plays out in my headwhat do i know about scriptwriting anyway? Eh?

I was telling J a story today, about how i convinced Sammy that he was going thru male menopause because he was having hot flashes. 3/4s the way thru, i pause for dramatic effect and to let what's been said sink in, get digested (i find if i tell a story straight thru, i get tons of questions). I was clearly not done with the story, seeing as though there was no conclusion, nothing was wrapped up, no summationi mean, i might suck at telling stories, but i'm not that bad.
But J pulls out his cell and calls some chick to tell her how nice he's looking, that she should check him out. Now, him going on about how great he thinks he looks is nothing new. J's vain as fuck, and since he's become working-supervisor he's been coming in looking very GQ. Not in suits or anything, but superfly casualshitty sharpbut when i'm in the middle of a fucking story i expect some fucking focus.
Delusions of grandeur are normal, right?
I'm so bloody tired...

Boop.




yes, i will buy all the Calvin and Hobbes anthologies--YES! But...like....when i'm more motivated, yo.