Bang!

I amaze myself.

I'm probably the only person I know who gets high on nothing.
I'm talking about total stoning, the kind where the ground moves under my feet and I'm all fuzzy-tunnel-visioned with paranoia eating me up. All i could do today was sit down before I choke myself with doubts. Then when the release came, I was like a bloody Energizer bunny on speed. Yessiree, I think I scared many innocent volunteers today.


I disgust myself.

I flit around like a butterfly with ADD. I get bored so easily it's freaking scary. I feel like maybe I should bound myself down just so I don't go flitting around. Maybe I should get one of them man in the iron mask type things with a dungeon that only a narrow and hard-to-find-boat can fit through after days of stormy sea travelling. I wonder if I'll ever be able to live a life of total security. Probably not. 3 freaking weeks and I'm already about to shoot myself.

Speaking of which, the bow-armed elves are back to wreck vengence on all who piss me off. You've been warned.