“What,” you say flatly. “What the actual fuck.”
Scofflaw peers at you bemusedly. “Honestly, I thought this was common knowledge? If I’m the chosen champion of charisma or some shit, then I’m the champion for the Demimonde Semigoddess who is married to some weird ass version of Delinquent.”
You raise your hands, possibly to strangle him from the way your fingers are contorting. “So, so, if you two and the Demimonde… And GPI is actually…”
He nods helpfully, smiling brightly.
“Fuck!” you yell. “That’s it, I’m worshiping the horrorterrors because clearly they are the only fucking good and pure things left in the entire damn galaxy!”
He pats you on the back understandingly. “I’ve met a few. Nice fellows, if a bit… feely.”
You stabbing him only leads him to make a joke that your knife is now holy and will be preserved for eons, worshipped in secret by some cult.
Fuck theology, you think desperately as you throw several more knives in the direction of his absconding ass.
Life in San FranciscoGirls
My life can be so much greater than it is, but circumstance holds me back.
On a different note, I find it difficult to believe in marriage anymore, or commitment in general. Perhaps I just have a mistaken idea of what love is. In fact, I’m fairly certain I do, & I’m also fairly certain most people in the world do too. I’m happy the way things currently are in my life. Relationships are too emotionally messy for me. I’m happiest with just myself & my close friends.
In regard to my daily life, I had a pretty interesting weekend consisting of mostly dinners, coffee, bars, parks, and a lot of aimless wandering. I’ve been really enjoying my current playlist (which features Girls, &M83, with a bit of Fang Island, Titus Andronicus, new Neon Indian & a few others thrown in). I’m really liking M83 & Girls at the moment. They’re pretty much defining fall 2011 for me (although Girls have been a fave of mine since 09 & pretty much define multiple periods of my life).
So basically life has been pretty good, aside from the further development of my lack of trust in human-kind. That & i have insomnia again, which explainss why I’m writing this at 3:33 AM.
i was so worried about getting all my work done
BUT THEN MY MAGICAL INSOMNIAC MIDDLE-OF-THE-NIGHT ENERGY HIT!
This does mean that I probably will not be able to sleep until like 3 or 4, but I’m gonna harness it. I’ve already finished the big project I need to do for my job! Now, critical annotated bibliography. And then I will read ALL the books.
Maybe I will actually just not sleep tonight. I will hate myself tomorrow but I feel so productive and full of energy right now and sleep is for the weak anyways. I can totally pull 36 hours straight with no sleep, it’s only once it gets past 48 that it gets hard.
Although I didn’t really sleep last night so.
MAYBE I WILL SLEEP TONIGHT, MAYBE I WILL USE MY MANIC ENERGY TO DO WORK.