There is an innorganic being scout in my house and dreams.
I am going crazy.
I am sick.
I have no money or food and it suuuucks.
Almost no weed.
The weather is nightmarishingly beautiful.
You know what I havent done in a while? I havent done any sort of online community thing. I feel like being a DaRk CrEtUr Of Da NiTe or something...
Or maybe its just far too early and I am still in night mode
For a second I dont know what day of the week it is
Today has far too little purpose.