wolfangel

Well Friday was a day off...

I slept until well past my radio alarm had gone silent (gotta love unhurried awakenings), downloaded some erotica, bought a new belt, picked up an alumni card, fiddled with cedar panelling in my reading room (I ran out of boards!), cooked some pasta, and pondered the meaning of my existence.

I am unsure, nothing new there...

Ignorance is bliss, knowledge is a limitation, blah, blah, blah...

TWO-HUNDRED THREE days to go.

I am pondering another tattoo--but inspiration is lacking. I got my first one almost a year ago. I figure one a year until I die--only on the left side. I drew the design for my first work back in high school, inspired by Elric novels. Need to read more.

I keep standing people up, and then wonder why I have no friends. I have little use for packs/cliques. I am an asshole who does not know how to bullshit.

Thanksgiving and my mother's birthday are coming up, and I have next weekend off. WOW! A good excuse to go watch the world cup at my grandmother's (I only have peasant vision).

la whatever...

p.s. I gave up after one page...too self reflective.