This whole “move across the country and start an adult film studio”-idea is great except for one important detail…
I am hideous and unlikable.
I seem oddly compelled to talk about sex with the women I know.
I find this very troubling, and it needs to be stopped.
To make things worse, I also have a cold.
I’m so messed up over my projects that I can’t even enjoy porn.
This is surely hell.
I’m deep into a lot of stuff right now, or at least it feels that way! These miniature to-do lists have been a great help in keeping me focused. Right now, I’m so overwhelmed by my new job and potential new apartment that I can hardly think! This is not a good time to have a #OneGameAMonth deadline looming, let me tell you!
Right now, though, I’ve gotta go to night-school and knock out my second attempt at an ethics mid-term. There will be memes. I do not care.
SOME DAYS YOU SIT AROUND AND THINK YOU’RE HOT SHIT AND THEN YOU TALK TO SOMEONE AND REALIZE “OH THERE’S ALL MY HORRIBLE FLAWS THAT I FORGOT ABOUT”
I’m currently in one of those terrible moods; those “I am an absolute failure as a human being, unable to even function as a sentient utility as has been attempted to this point”-kind of moods. Those moods where whatever you hope to attempt is pointless…
…and it’s better off to just “clock out early,” if you catch my drift.
The battle was long, but now it is over. My grades are a mess. I’m sick. Stress-eating has ravaged my budget.
But the game is complete. Qoth is functional.
There is more work to do, as there is always more work to do, but now… I’m going to handle a few things I’ve neglected, and get my life back in order.