Here exactly is what happens when a burrowing girl is ousted of her burrow. It is really hard to draw cigarettes when you’re making an effort of not smoking.
I am incredibly tired today despite actually drinking coffee for once and I’m seriously considering inventing a pillow with a television in it so I can more easily fall asleep while watching Goldfinger.
Things that have happened in the past month:
- I safely fly back to the USA, become confused by the amount of selection at the grocery store, and accidently buy some really awful cheddar.
- Some guys attack Barak Obama or something.
- I hit on a lot of American girls.
- My blog isn’t updated. At all.
- The server my blog is on gets hacked.
That’s about it. It’s tough to juggle working, looking for better work, freelance work, going for drinks, chatting up girls in English, and my music career and still find time to blog. I guess I’ll fix this. If it hadn’t been for yesterday’s hack, I would’ve posted this yesterday. I am posting it today – that indicates something like dedication I think? I have several new ideas for Alco-Challenges, and some references to newish things that I actually enjoyed. Anomie and apathy still highly present.
I know it’s Tuesday. I don’t care.
Love,
Captain Cussy Pants.


