Dismas just died. I lost him. Forever. Forever. I lost my stupid videogame character and I'm feeling more devastated than anyone ought to feel over the loss of a stupid virtual avatar, BUT HE WAS MY STUPID VIRTUAL AVATAR. This is so so childish but I want Dismas baaaack. So, today I learned about loss (again), and how godawful it feels. Thank you Darkest Dungeon, I hate you.
uuughhghgh starting to get sick. why does this always happen on weekends aka fun stuff and party times, and not on days where I have to work :/
Thank uuu. I'm self medicating with Russian dash-cam videos. Those Russians be cray cray. It's kinda working. I'm a fucking baby.
I love that my acne is not bad. My face is really clear with only few pimples. I should make a list of what to get for his birthday. How much are birthday cards, anyone? Are they cheap?
My dad and I ended up going to Golden Corral earlier...never again. Not only was that food plain disgusting, it made me sick to my stomach. Even their drinks tasted like Windex.
Reading about Fossas, and having a nice cup of Ethiopian coffee. Over 20 inches of snow here, and am watching it blow and drift across the roofs of the 3-story row-houses opposite of us, which give it a curious effect, like a block-long runway. Too windy for sledding today, but tomorrow, it'll be perfect!