~Monster-Sama

Blah: Detroit to Houston.

It all started wednesday, we spent all day fucking packing a massive movers truck. Everything must be either scrapped or thrown in the truck. Everything.

Thursday: More packing, bored, drank some energy drinks at the gym, got one from the dude there on the house since I was leaving and I was such a valued customer when it came to energy drinks . I swear I was their source of profit. Round 6 pm, my dad and I got in the truck and shoved the cat's litterbox in between the two seats and it's bed right on top. For whatever reason, my dad didnt feel comfortable just tossing the cat in its cage and leaving it in there for the trip. So there the cat was, and I gave it some pills and sedated it. We left, got to cincinatti, and went to sleep at some fruity motel.

Friday: Ate breakfast at walmart, then we went on driving. I had to sedate the cat again. Bored as hell. Slept at another fruity hotel in Little Rock, where everything is fucking named after former prez Bill Clinton. It was a hoot.

Saturday: Got here, spent next week unpacking.

Tuesday: Left laptop on carpeting and it burned out. I wept and threw hysterics lol, which is lame cuz who the hell gets emotional over a fucking machine (terminator 2 quote). We took the poor thing to the mechanics and they said they wouldn't repair it cuz it had no warranty. Fuck me. So my dad goes, pick a laptop under $600, any one, and thats the one you get for your birthday. Fuck me again. I'm just like "right fuckin now?" and he was like ya. So I got this machine that I'm writing on now, an IBM/Lenovo machine. Its a fucking beast, and I wont bore you with specs, but damn...
I'm gonna bury my old laptop in the yard.

Three days ago: Started watching Gundam Wing, and the shits addicting. Haven't gotten more than 2 hours a night since I started watching it. Its just, wake up, watch gundam wing, eat, watch gundam wing, eat again, watch GW, pretend to go to bed, watch more gundam wing, go to be for 1-2 hours, wake up and repeat. Damn. Also, I'm watchin this shit called Batman Beyond, and really I'm not into all that superhero shit, but this shit is badass. I know some god will smite me for saying this, but it's like Cowboy Bebop mix Death note storywise, the dude walks around and solves this array of the most complicated and crazy mysteries ever while avoiding getting murdered. And the shit is actually violent. Hah, its like Gantz, but not as violent

Right now: Making shit on Photoshop while listening to the Gundam Wing Opening themesong on repeat. It's been 4 hours, and I'm still listening to the same song, meaning that after today, I will never again be able to listen to the song, cuz it will make me puke and have visions and flashes and shit, and I've done this to a a lot of songs like Land of Confusion by disturbed and King Nothing by Metallica and that one song of Muse's which I listened to when I was a zombie. The zombie effect will wear off after about a week or sooner, depending on how soon I find a gym down here that supplies the drinks I need. Right now I'm just pumping Redline (don't look it up, I'll tell you. If you are a normal person with a small caffeine tolerance, the stuff is suicide in a can. It's a bit weaker than spike, but thats fun to have too from time to time.). Before I left, I spent my remaining $30 on redline, so I've got a few more cans. I also bought some concentrate stuff that you mix yourself.

So yeah. I know some of you are still here. Thanks for being here, I have regressed back to this site because this is where it all fucking started, and I'd be a dead man had it not been for my friends on this site pulling me out of my depression then mania and my troubles at home and therapist sessions that keep determining that I'm fucked up but don't tell me what I can do to fix myself so people don't think that I have mental issues when I go into mania. I love you all.