BLAG! ..shit talk...

hay i miss writing...
i have noticed that i haven't been talking to myself lately. (confessions of a psycho)

I’m soooooo deep in dry shit.. (yes! the flaky dehydrated shit that rests on your front yard from the neighbor’s dog poo from 3 days ago). Here’s why…

I have been on some evul deed for quite some time to hang on to my dear sanity that I’m in the verge of loosing from utter boredom.

By boredom I mean complete detachment from what you do, and having your head stuck in some cloud 9 just waiting for this sign that I stop being bored.

I tried analyzing what’s going on with me and the best explanation I could think of would be I’m fighting off anxiety from work’s pressure. --- 1M worth of backlogs that I have 2 months.. well a month and a half to work on.—That or I’m just having the time of my life pulling this big drama act to get people’s sympathy…unlikely right? So I’ll go for the 1st one.

This is the dry shit… and I am so capable but super lazy to get our of this stinky place, plus the grass is nice and warm. ^_^

Maybe tomorrow… or next week… someone would sweep the shit I’m in and I would have to find me new challenges to get my blood pumpin’…fresher shit.. hehehe.



This has been nice.. til next time!