I'm sittin at home alone and I just made a peach meringue pie. peaches aren't in season though so I used peaches from a jar and the filling's too watery.

In contrast to others, my schedule is not nuts because I don't think anyone is interesting or worth knowing or talking to unless they're one of my few friends or have something to offer me and nobody does because everyone's a waste of time. Not just in this town either.. like everywhere basically.
Well ok I know of some interesting people but they don't go anywhere either and I guess that makes me feel better about it since I'm 26 and still can't get over the 6 years of a social life I gave my best effort at.

I took some valarian root and I'm waiting for it to kick in. Then I wake up in the morning and go pick weeds at the arboretum. One or two of the people there seem worth knowing actually. I guess. My boyfriend talks to the neighbors and he told them I work at the arboretum and I am still irritated because I don't like anyone to know anything about me ever unless I choose to tell them.

Oh yeah I'm an "actress" in a stage play going on in a few weeks.

There's this quote that only Chris X will know.. this guy saying "you don't really have to talk to people when you have guns around," and thats how I feel about metalworking basically.

I like baking for people though. And a few weeks ago I was going to go to a real play at Center Stage but then I didn't.

I remember when I was highly literate or at least I looked at the screen when I typed and I composed paragraphs about my feelings and eliminated repetitive phrases and everything was supposed to be eloquent.
I don't feel like writing that way much anymore because I don't like the formality it implies.

I just took a video of the cats wrestling. I could watch that shit for hours. I love it when they wrestle