desidia

I'm going to be a gothic Howard Hughes when I grow up.

I'm already neurotic and date girls made from awesome, I'm just fucking penniless...

For instance my new house has three bathrooms, only one of these bathrooms has a fully functioning door. One will lock you inside if you ever close the door and the other has no door whatsoever. I couldn't rinse my toothbrush yesterday because the well ran dry. Today I can't take a shower. I live in a basement with paper thing ceilings so I can hear everything in the house but I actually have to leave the building to get into the house.

Its been about a week since my last cigarette. They are not available for purchase in at least a 20 mile radius of my current location. Oregon apparently does not allow the online purchase and shipping of cigarettes as well as I attempted to do so yesterday.

So far I'm fine, every now and then I physically want one and a little more each day but that means little. They're just an essential part of my character I feel incomplete without them. Closer to completion with them.

The part in The Aviator when he's talking to Hepburn through the door. I've done that too many times already, sometimes even with a door. The part where he stops talking and waits for her to leave... I know all to well.