fandango63

i stopped being someone else and i got back to being myself. it's not too bad, except i'm lonely because for some odd reason, everything i like seems to attract hipsters. thankfully, i'm a workaholic right now, so i don't have to worry about a "social life." it does make pleasant dream fodder, though. it's funny, when i was eighteen i dreamed of only wild nights full of sex with ladies. now, i dream almost all the time of a lady to talk to, that will hug me and maybe even conjure up a nice sandwich for me. it's funny how things change with time. not that i would pass up a wild night full of sex, i still would like that. oh well, back to busting my ass and saving money so i can make things i care about happen again.