Humorous...

You find it strangely humorous that one of the side effects of Wellbutrin is blurred vision.

What the fcuk.

You just wanted to quit smoking for fcuk's sake.

In other news, they might have noticed the appalling lack of posts recently. Since, no doubt, they await with bated breath every tender morsel of linguistic goodness you see fit to bestow upon them.

Whoa, you need to knock that shit off.

Anyway, you are getting slammed at school. Its a fcukin nutter. Working your ass off just to tread water you are. You are sure you're pissing Corey off. Since this quarter began you have been a complete flake, and not just because you have a new girl in your life, you feel it is far out of your control.

Fcuk it. Its only for 6 more weeks.

Over and out.

Pick two.

Pick two (via kottke.org)

Study, socialize, sleep.

Exactly.

Ugh...and then some.

Why is it that you always find the most inopportune times the best for writing? You know you have to go to school in less than 8 hours. So make this quick.

You feel like shit thanks to the Wellbutrin. Your body will get used to it however.

Classes are fine so far. So far.

As far as she is concerned, you found out tonight that she is in an "open" relationship. You have hung out with her 3 times and nothing serious has come of it but you asked her tonight what the fuck was going on and she told you. You're appreciative of her honesty and the forthright manner in which she informed you of her situation. However you are a bit unsettled since you had to ask. She wants to break it off with this other guy and pursue relations with you.

Is that okay with you?

You don't seem completely okay with this droo5ki.

You wonder what they think.

God of War is the shit...

You can't fucking believe it. After all this time a game like this comes out for the PS2.

*Single Tear*

You won't waste their time with a review. They must venture forth and find the true meaning of gaming goodness for themselves. You can but show them the door.

And the door is God of War.


You're not going to pass any of your classes this quarter. ;-P

Too late, so fuck it.

You are somewhat sorry that it has taken so long to post something. However, things have been moving along at a fantastic clip. The new quarter, your last quarter, has begun and you are taking 4 classes which are keeping you quite busy.

You'd like to report that you have met a new girl. But, you cannot be sure exactly where your relationship is headed. It seems almost anathema after last night but you think things will improve. You are receiving somewhat mixed messages and have yet to determine whether she wants to be friends or...


As a paranthetical aside, you are currently taking Wellbutrin XL. It is a mild anti-depressant, a seretonin re-uptake inhibitor unless you are mistaken, and you are taking it to quit smoking. You began with the 150 mg/day dosage and after a week have moved up to the 300 mg/day dosage. You have no idea whether it is working; though due to the fact that it is fucking with your brain chemistry you cannot be sure that it is not working due to recent and heretofore unreported events. Anyway, to get to the point of this tangent diatribe, you find it markedly hilarious that the 150 mg/day sample bottle of Wellbutrin that the doctor gave you a week ago had no warning labels on it whatsoever. Yet the 300 mg/day bottle you picked up from the drugstore this morning has a huge red label on the side proclaiming "DO NOT DRINK ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES WITH THIS MEDICATION."

Too late for that shit....Fucking funny.

Whatever.

d, out.