i don't blog here enough

i do the tumblr, which is literally just "that's cool.  make other people see it."

and i guess social media is logarithmic?

like, my twitter has like three people, blogger like 50, and tumblr like 500.  so, if i open a facebook, do i get 9000?

probably not, because there's a limit to being a jerk.

i am working on new stories.

i have made three sentences of "spa treatment 2".  i have thought a lot about how to make spa treatment 2 not suck.  spa treatment 2 might not be super great if you're not me.  sorry.

i've spent a lot of time walking through my apartment complex thinking about exhibition: p.  i'm still not sure exhibition: p is a good story.  we might just all have to suffer through my anxiety on that one.

sorry.

sorry everybody, everywhere.

first point:

i should avoid powerful narcotics, because they make me be all fucking crazy and shit.  i'm less sick now, and whoa.  thanks for helping me be fucking crazy, drugs.  omg.  those drugs.

omg.

i guess vicodin is a good anti-cough thing?  but i took it and everything was like...well...awesome.  imagine the world as a firework that makes you look at it like it's gold.  that is what vicodin cough syrup is like.  and yes.  my life is awful.  and i wish i had a prescription for it forever.  because the real world sucks, all right?


fuck you, the real world.

anyway, I'll ignore you from here, so good luck all!