Seems like I have been overcome with paranoia.
For weeks now, it has been nonstop searching for weapons, packs, etc. for survival.
I have found things.. and I’m buying most of them through amazon.
Next step. Tons of ammo. I need ammo.
And a shotgun. Plus, ammo.
Like I’m preparing for The Walking Dead or something…
and of course I can’t sleep.
I’m wide awake.
I finished Entourage tonight. Still hate it every time it ends. I hope they are making that movie. It would be a shame to let it end that way.
I also finished my book tonight, Lost Echoes. It was hilarious and really good. I think I’ll jump on the Joe Lansdale wagon and check out some more of his books.
Anyway, I’m just ranting. Time to close the eyes. I’m on for four days in a row starting in 8 hours.
It shipped to me on the 23rd of this month..
And the estimated arrival is July 16th!
No fucking way.
I heard it was an awesome book and I seen a quote on accuratelyawesome's blog… so I read a bit of it.. and bought it.
Just get here.
Oh and the book I’m reading now, Lost Echoes, is getting really damn good. I love it when things start coming together and you can see it.
I’m ready to lay in my bed
Listen to the sounds of the storm
And get lost in my book
I played ball tonight for the first time since my surgery in ‘11.
I think I’m about to die.
My knee did okay though, but I didn’t.
Now.. I just need someone to write my notes down for my final tomorrow and I can go to sleep.
Failed the fuck out of my stats test. Probably going to fail the class too.
No way I want to take this shit again. If I have to, no way in hell I’ll take this professor again. She’s killed me this summer. Was hoping for 6 weeks and to be finished with math. But I guess that isn’t the case now.
Frustration is setting in.
My mind is racing. I do not have a single, clear thought. Happiness. Sadness. Emotion so strong… I can’t control it.
Can’t think. Can’t sleep.
Can’t even write this post… it is killing me. I feel like I can’t relax…
I worked my normal 11a-11p shift last night and slept most of the night on the couch.
I woke up at 7am and rounded up Starbucks for my coworkers across town who were already working the yard sale by the time I arrived. We did raise enough money for out Halloween party though. It will be nasty.
Now… no nap after the yard sale… I’m going into work in 30 minutes to work a night shift.
They are going to have to let me sleep tonight… right?