Suicide, meth, workplace reprimands, friends-with-crushes drama, new love, great sex, relatives with appendix issues, friends with coke, a new favorite book, taking control of things while watching everyone else fall apart, painful dentist visits, angry Native Americans, drunk Native Americans, drunk Jews, crying Jews, accoustic music I used to hate, new friends, old drama with old friends coming up again sans any kind of shitty emotional attachment on my part so it's all gravy, reliving high school, scaring people with my own decisions, bothering people even more when they realize how in control of everything I am all of the sudden, realizing how old I am, realizing how old "old" really is, realizing how much I've grown apart from my parents, seeing efforts on behalf of on parent to bring things closer after years of indifference and work-related business, talking about actually killing someone, not actually killing anyone, and all kinds of little things that never ever happen to me but have decided to become patterened and habitual in a weird kind of way that lets me know my life really is changing, and it might not be for the better, but it's at least more under my hand.
If the last month could be any more full, other countries would make fun of it on account of accidentally confusing it with the obese American archetype.
Booya.
If the last month could be any more full, other countries would make fun of it on account of accidentally confusing it with the obese American archetype.
Booya.
Booya indeed.