What are you thinking?

So my friend in New York asked me if he and his two friends could stay at my folks' place (absolutely NOT), since that would cause a lot of tension in my family and drama that I don't want to have to answer for. So, I'm looking for hotels that they could stay at.

 

I cleaned my room. Dad need to fix the washing machine, the water won't drain and I still have clothes that need washing.

 

I'm being forced asked to a club in Nashville, TN. It isn't a far drive, so that isn't an issue. It's just... J is going along and, well, it might throw me off my A-game. However, she wasn't the only one that asked, another fellow did as well, because he says I'm good company. But really, he wants me to get women to dance with him, that he's too shy/intimidated to ask himself.

Not a problem, because he pays my way into the club, as well as any drinks I want. Since I rarely drink alcohol, I use my "free" drinks as conversation bait.

I guess it's time to *~dazzle~* on the dance floor, even if I was expecting a more refined and quiet evening, LOL!

 

I'm gonna get smashed tonight with my girlfriend and watch movies/play videogames because why the hell not? Better than moping around, being sad n' stuff.

I haven't been proper drunk in, 3 weeks? Whenever finals ended. This will be fun.

 

You two need to come with me to the club. I could use the company! Also, it'd be nice to have a handsome fellow around!

=D

 

I hate the term "Gender Identity Disorder".

I don't have a mental illness (well, I might according to society, but being trans isn't it).

It's a birth defect, a scientifically proven physical default.


Being transsexual is NOT a mental disorder.

 

My dog has staph again for the second time in under a year which means antibiotics for the next couple months and the vet says I have to keep a close eye on two potential cysts, one on his paw and one on his ear.
Yay. -_-

 

Enjoying a cup of hot chocolate with a splash of Irish cream before I have to get back to work again.

 

Got to play Dota 2 with my crush... and his girlfriend. Ouch. Well, thank goodness he doesn't know that I like him; things would be really awkward and I feel like our friendship would go downhill pretty quickly if he found out.
On a separate note, gosh I need sleep. :sleep:

 

I just may Mario 64 tonight... Already got about 60 motherfucking stars. Gonna beat that Bowser bitch. Still debating if I should go for the full 120 stars.

 

This has been a rough week...so glad that it's over.

 

So glad I'm getting back into Tabletop RPGs

 

Overnight number 1... here we go. Hopefully the store is not busy tonight.

 

I baked cookies, Snickerdoodles are so good.

 

Best game ever! I'd say why not. Go for it (!)




I actually started using Twitter again. I wonder if this is a decision I will soon regret.

 

I'm really excited to see my siblings over Christmas!

 

And agreed. The only thing I hate about it is the broken fucking camera. I get the camera was ahead of its time but basically, 99% of the times I've died in this game is because of the camera fucking up on me.

But otherwise, good game.

 

Indeed! The camera really does blow in this game, but hey...it's from 1996 haha.


I'm in the mood for this Arby's Crème Brulée (Burnt Cream) shake. It probably has a ton of calories, but I'm still young and can enjoy it :lol:

 

This is truth.

One of the funniest moments of my life was this time I was on shrooms and playing Mario 64 and on the Snow Mountain map I kept dying in the exact same way over and over again (overjumping and falling onto a slope and sliding off the map to plummet to my death). I realized how closely this reflects how many of us often seem to keep making the same mistakes in life repeatedly and never really learn from them, and ultimately suffer defeat after defeat yet keep pressing on. Just like poor little Mario in the TV screen. I was in tears with laughter. I'm surprised I didn't throw up from how much amusement and delight it brought me.

So thanks Nintendo. And also drugs, which were actually almost certainly the reason I kept dying the same way over and over

 

Drinks, drugs, mates and banter. Great Friday!