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Tried going to cafe. Ended up wanting to just see everybody I came across just *die* in a wave of concentrated misanthropy. (Kicked off perhaps by the ultra-nosy guy who wanted to be Bus Stop Friends a little too badly.) Decided I had better steer myself home. Wasted entire day sleeping.
Endured a tidal wave, self-conjured, of bad thoughts about how much things have deteriorated with my old friends-- both between me and them, and them and others.
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Now I'm just feeling like a big pyre of disillusionment. Let's throw some Steven Universe on that fire and make it as much worse as possible, shall we? :p
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I miss so many fucking people. I don't even know what to do to fix any of it. I just want to jump into a storage tube and come out when things are better. Or do nothing but snack and watch TV until (a) humanity gets its shit together (b) I'm not terrified of my own friends (c) the apocalypse starts.
I'll be okay. This is just a mood and I just needed to dump it somewhere. But it's been a bit too long since the opposite moods have been available. :|
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@zebratron2084 I'd offer to come gnaw on you but this week is going to be a bit blergh, with volunteering Wed and Fri and that takes the wind out of me, but next week. dammit. *narrows eyes* oh right, and I wanted to go to the UDist for art supply store prowlings. and I like the Chaco Canyon GF chocolatebananabread. :P
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@green *hug* That sounds awesome, but tbh I'll probably be in a state of complete time-management paralysis until I fix some looming bureaucratic nonsense with my insurance anyhow. Would definitely love to hang out soon though!