Driving was a mistake this morning. I bitch that the pills aren’t dulling the pain, but I was wrong. I just didn’t know how much pain I actually was in without the pain meds. Trying to drive, while just the littlest pressure on my toes makes me want to yell things that only a sailor or Rosanne Barr would appreciate, wasn’t the brightest move I’ve made. Then I came home and then forgot to take a pill before trying to get a nap in. Again, not the brightest move I’ve made in a while.
I’m not making bright moves lately. It’s one of those times in my life were I’m facing a lot of things alone again and it’s a fact that alone I am not ready to face the world. As much as I hate it, I need people. I need good friends close by to get me through things, but now, especially now that I’m drugged out of my mind and trying to heal, I’m faced with emptiness. My fault, I guess, I don’t know. But I’m sitting here in a daze and I can’t concentrate enough to finish the strips I’ve started. I have a few laid out now but i haven’t written them yet as, well, what’s funny in a drugged state might not translate well.
I’m not big into drugs. I’m not big into alcohol. I have the tolerance level of stereotypical blonde air headed preppy coed. One drink is all it takes. To get me to pass out or barf or act inappropriately and embarrass myself that is. My natural clutziness is enhanced by anything out of the ordinary and frankly, I avoid any mood altering or reality changing things like the plague. Frankly, I’m dreading hearing stories of what I’d do when I’d be drunk since I’m naturally strange and I’ve never been out of control. I’m actually quite reliable, though. When things are bad, I’ll get you home, regardless of how messed up I may be.
So I have the fastest video card on the planet. Regardless of the TSS-Nvidea bias. So what did I spend the night playing? 15 year old games on MAME. LOL. Yes, games I was playing the year Moops was born. I’m still quite bad at them. Especially ANYTHING with the word “Mario” in it. I don’t know what the secret of Mario games are other than they all are conspiring against me. I used to be okay at Super Mario Kart’s death match mode, but then again Evil James and I would only play that when the Toys R Us had the Super Nintendo display hooked up. I don’t think I’ve actually bought anything with Mario in it because I’m SEGA biased and always will be.
I saw the Super Mario Movie. I had a crush on Samantha Mathis in the 90’s, so sue me. She was the only reason to watch the movie. Seriously. Even Dennis Hopper couldn’t save that movie from being nominated as one of the worst movies I’ve ever seen. God fear Mario.
“Hey Pretty” by Poe is the sexiest song ever and it’s taking me off to bed.
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