I feel like I have a brain tumour and am just waiting to wake up, I only feel alive in the middle of the night.
I'm just sticking around now because there's a girl I want to befriend.
This girl is trying to micromanage everyone and asked me to come up with a hundred names for spiders and invent a magical language overnight. We clashed at the beginning because of different creative ideas, it's not even her role but I give up now. The programmer left because he felt he had no say.
It's a sinking ship two people have deserted and one is having a meltdown. I'm trying to hold it together by making a goal to try my best instead of finish it.
We just got two programmers but the invitation is still out.
I won't go into details here, our programmer just abandoned us. You have to have Discord and be up for a two days of stress.
I used to put myself under hypnosis during class to remember things on a deeper level so I wonder if it’s just that showing up and I’m not being more conscious in dreams.
Almost forgot it. I was showing someone my engagement ring but it was red instead of green. Then I was a fairy but couldn’t use magic anymore because I’d gotten used to technology. There was something in the woods, I got in trouble for something but knew it couldn’t have been any of us and there was something out there. There was a weird guy I didn’t trust and this wooden hut, one of the fairies shared her magic with me and we were in the clouds. Now I remember, my nephew was there and I was explaining time to him in depth with physics definitions. That surprised me when I woke up because it was all accurate and I drew pictures, must have been the smart drug I took. Being more conscious in my dreams but not awake is kind of scary because it makes them less dreamlike.
I haven’t drank water in two days. Last night I talked with Mik on the phone, he was meant to go to Paris yesterday but realised yday morning that he’s lost his I.D card, so he was crushed. Then I slept 12 hours. Today I just did a deep clean and blasted sad songs on my vinyl player, then played chess with Mik to cheer him up. Now I’m listening to the rain and refreshing my learning on Python. I feel like it’s something I’ll have to do regularly since I completely forgot everything about UNIX. I’ll probably listen to hypnosis after this, think more about scamming and have a depression nap or watch Mona the Vampire.
My Nana was an American citizen, fully Irish by blood just born in Chicago.
I have friends in New York so if I go it will be there, the girl’s style is 90s club kid and I wouldn’t mind checking out the goth clubs.
I feel like I’ve got worse lately
I just left my ex gf a voicemail asking her to come stay with me because there’s a hotel here where a lot of rich Americans stay and I want her to come to the bar with me so I can find a sugar daddy. She probably thinks I’m trying to pimp her out, she’s a model.