maybe a real drug addiction would help

so there i am enjoying my happy little life in my new AMAZING apartment yesterday, when i start getting depressed. 

and i can’t put my finger on why, except to say that i feel like i actually MISS my long-a$$ commute, and i wish i was more tired. and that maybe i should try to apply for a wal-mart manager job because heck ya, im a people person. 

i grab my favorite weakness (a coke) and almost put the effort into crying. 

but then, my friend the writer calls and after i sigh about 16 times he’s all, “omg, you’re addicted to stress.” 

except he didn’t actually say “omg,” because he would NEVER talk like that in a million years. 

he’s a writer people. 

anyway, i realize that i am, in fact, crazy. 

and i only feel like a valid person when im exhausted.

and that’s why (close your eyes mom) i like being hungover on saturday’s some time. not ALL the time. im not a d*mn alcoholic people. i just like feeling validated for sleeping all day. and a hangover kinda forces that on you.

and after i discovered my addiction, i took a hot bath. 

because i was so stressed out about it. 



i need help.

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  1. I can understand that. I wonder if its something with our generation where we feel like if we aren’t completely exhausted we aren’t working hard enough. If I ever come home before 7 p.m I feel guilty like I didn’t do enough during the day.

  2. You guys are weird. There are few thing I find more fulfilling than sitting down in a comfortable chair and doing nothing. If I can wake up every morning/mid-afternoon and not accomplish a single thing, then THAT is a productive day.

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