so yeah, I guess you could say i’ve been distracted

Holy shit i’ve got a lot on my plate! fuck editing at this point. first things first, the juan thing was a fucking disaster at the end of the run. with jessica fucking complaining about mixed feelings about the fucking pedophile being put behind bars. and a few days later that shit causes the rest of the family to drop that ball faster than somethingelse dropping something else. who the fuck cars anymore!? NO ONE. 

So in combination with that little bomb, the fact i was sick as hell, and various other factor, I broke up with her. of course, she got pissed, I mean, what the fuck was I trying to fool myself into thinking would happen? rainbows and fucking unicorns? the damned relationship wasnt going anywhere fast, and i’m fucking disappointed in myself for thinking that i could actually stand the stresses of being with that owman any longer. 

my cat is giving me the evil eyes.

so thats over and done with, and four days later im searching for the next girlfriend. so far, the search isn’t going that well, but everything now a days is just hit or miss. It’s been so fucking long since I’ve even talked aobut hte whole jon and christie thing that I presumably don’t really care about it. Sad as it is, that’s just life.

in the meantime, I’m getting back into map making for ut goty, old game, but it givesm e osmething to do during the hours of hte night and the morning im awake while everyone else is sleeping away in happy dream fucking land. I did this to myself really, i just kept on pushing hte hours of sleep back until, tadah! I’m a fucking night owl. which in my own opinion isnt a bad thing, its just that there’s not really much to do or many people to talk to at around 4 or 5am. suuuucks.

in other news, im slowly an stickily vamping up the amount  of myspace friends i have again..

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