"These badass new gods saved me."

[winterophelia]

I was ill today.
I watched some movies and talked to Mike.
Then I talked politics with Nate Rogers, which deteriorated into awfulness.
I learned that I'm a boring, lame, worrywart who no one wants to listen to and I should just put on a nice friendly face for everyone, despite moral anguish, and appear to not give a rats ass about their well being.
Um, needless to say, I really fucking hate being home in a lot of ways.
It's played out.
I want to go back to Beloit people.

Sarah made me some birthday art and then started uploading a bunch of stuff onto deviant art, so now we have a joint account (v. gay of us, but then, aren't we always?). Go look at her awesomeness maybe?

I should go to sleep, but the brain won't stop. I abhor when this happens.

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Also at first I thought Sarah meant Smith last night until I loaded the picture.