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Too tired to do anything...

My Uncle, the drug addict loser, decides that he wants to play his music at full blast... at five in the morning. FIVE IN THE FUCKING MORNING!!! So, basically, I lost out on about an hour, at minimum, of sleep because of that piece of shit. I am not pleased with my uncle. Not that I ever am, but the point remains. I'm simply too tired to write, and that sucks.

What also sucks is the fact that GOD HATES ME! My plans for tomorrow are basically going to shit, and I have to improvise. Luckily, I'm good at such things, but I think my lifespan has gone down a few years because of all the stress I'm going through over the Wii. But it will be worth it. I just need to tell myself over and over that it WILL be worth it. Don't tell me otherwise. Denial, dammit. Denial!

Truly, it is a pity, because I wanted to do some writing today. I can just do it tomorrow, when I'm not exhausted. Assuming I'm not so amped up about going to get the Wii, which I bet I will be, but I suppose I could still try. Not that I *need* to do some writing today, but it would be nice.

What sucks the most is the part where I might just end up zonking out before GH. I want to watch Diego get killed! DIE, DIEGO, DIE!!!!

Oh, and happy birthday telegmo, you old man.