introducing kyle

the little pirate-themed rubber ducky that sara brought me back from her vacation. his name is kyle mcrogers, and the eccentricity of his name proves my insanity. to quote my twitter: "sure, i laugh at my own stupidity constantly yet i'm still definitely insane."
goin' to see harry potter tonight. it's going to be awesome. or, at least i hope it will. i could still run into some people who i don't want to ever see at the moment and my world could become shattered and distilled and i'll break again.
for some odd reason i slept on the futon last night and it was very nice. the futon (official name) has a nasty reputation for being uncomfortable but i didn't believe it this morning when i woke up after an easy night of sleep (my first in a while.)
i have a crazed urge to paint something again - although my creativity is lacking for medical reason - but i still owe sara those 'schrooms and i kept harassing haley about letting me make her anouther piece.
seriously, i'm a lame artist, but you know, do what you can.

on the topic of lame things, my horoscope was scaringly accurate today;
"Self-control has never been high on your list of the qualities you admire in yourself. More like the 'qualities I wish I had' list. So don't beat yourself up if you're not exactly the soul of willpower when it comes to the plastic right now. The best you can do is to ask a friend to go along with you, whenever you go anywhere close to a mall, especially if you genuinely need something. No one can be everywhere at once. Not even you. So don't worry about it. Today is the day for you to start cutting through the haze and really seeing your surroundings for what they are. You may have to enlist some aid, as it's much thicker than it looks!"

i have the self-control of a heroin junkie who is on withdrawal and breaks after two days.
although heroin is not my vice (thank god!) i still have weaknesses - i tend to think more than normal people for not being as strong as others - but whatever gets me through the day, honestly.

on a more pleasant note...less than nine hours until harry potter premires, less than six hours until i'm at the theatre, and ten more days until my braces are off and i'm a completely new person again.

we'll see where that leans me to. hopefully somewhere that has chicken.