This is terrible, the less I write the further away I get from the posts that need to be written. Awful really. So I'm just trying to fill up the numbers because come December I'll be scrambling, absolutely scrambling to maintain my averages. It would suck so bad, so the plan is to power through the next four posts no matter what even though the current time is...late, it's very late, I spent the day talking to friends and chillaxing, lost all count of time. Walks to boston and back are so common they've become boring. Life is funny that way huh.
Just so bad, I'm on the bed ready to sleep on my sides, and I'm writing this the most half hearted writing anybody will write every. SO half-hearted nothing will come off it except complaints, dear gods please make the one thing I've been hoping for happen even if you don't do anything else I haven't asked for much recently. I should make the next post about corona updates because good news js coming it seems, I'm so so tired oh so sick and confused who knows what the future holds, this goddamn thing has messed us all up hannit. After that only two posts will remaining, those I will bullshit my way through.
I need to write a poem, the phuli, it's gonna be there soon. Just need some peace quiet and inspiration. Or is it fooli. HoBoy.
okay I need to sleep, this can't sustain.
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