I feel compelled to buy Fred Meyer deli fried chicken for dinner tonight, along with some potato wedges and some Mountain Dew. Who wants to have dinner with me tonight?
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I want to keep on gaming, but I have to go to the office tomorrow. Adulting must overtake fun for now.
I am now the hero of my office. I fixed, cleaned and descaled the Keurig coffee maker here. It was malfunctioning this morning before I did that.
I gotta love it when Facebook places homophobic hate groups in my feed. It reminds me half the country wants me dead.
My closest local IRL friend cannot hang with me this weekend because he is sick. I am disappointed. Guess I will eat that frozen pizza by myself.
This is the movie of the decade.
I wish I could lose 60lbs in one month and be healthy about it. I wish I could have Schwarzenegger muscles in a week without steroids. Unrealistic expectations are lovely.
Drinking mostly tap water has raised my energy level over the last week, I should keep doing that.
I wish I could fall asleep and spend endless hours in dreams, away from reality.
My boss is being a heartless person once again. Maybe I should pack my bags when I get home, buy a Greyhound ticket, get the hell out of here tonight.
I am tempted to walk across the street right now and stuff my face full of pork teriyaki and white rice.
Back on the wagon today. How unsightly I was yesterday.
I wish I could get paid a massive million dollars a month to play Xbox and PlayStation for 80 hours a week.
Black coffee is liquid motivation. I decided to stop adding two sugar cubes to my coffee cups.
Feeling the post-vacation blues.
Sipping on ice water and eating a beefy veggie and brown rice casserole with hot sauce for dinner.
I feel as if I should have stayed in Michigan and not taken the return flight back. Only come back for a short while to pack my possessions, then relocate away from my crap job and crap family.
My narcissistic mother knows I want to sleep but she is refusing to leave my house until after I play her a movie on my TV.
And my vacation comes to an end now. I am at the terminal in Detroit waiting to board a plane to Seattle.
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