2011

Hi.

Yeah. It's been like, what, a month? I know. I'm lazy. I don't update. Blah blah blah.

So. I'm back in school now. We'll come to that in a bit. First, CHRISTMAS.
I used to think that, the older you got, the worse Christmas would get. After all, grownups only get clothes and stupid stuff, right? Turns out that's not true. Fuck yes.

I am now the proud owner of the world's coolest leather jacket. Also: Dragon Age: Origins Ultimate Edition, (Which, sadly, isn't any more of a gay porn simulator than the regular version.) Supernatural season 5, more Muse CD's, and a metric shit-ton of books. All of which are awesome.

Also, I managed to put on fifteen pounds in a month. If you've had my Grandmother's cooking, you'll understand why this is excusable. Oh, and yeah, I got to hang with my grandparents, which is always awesome. Unless I get into politics with my Grandfather, which... yeah. I'm not even going to go there right now. Also got to see my uncle before he gets deployed to Afghanistan. I swear, he's the only person I've ever met who's downright gleeful about being sent into harm's way.

But yeah. That's where the good stuff ends. Oh, you knew the self-pity-party had to come eventually. Shut up, you know you love it. Slut.

Let's check off the list, shall we? I'm still an emotionally unstable, insecure wreck of a man-child. I'm still not happy with my major. I'm still single. I didn't manage to get more than a dozen pages written all break. And to top it all off, my goatee won't grow in properly!

But you know what? Fuck it! I'm still, inexplicably, in a good mood, and I intend to make it last as long as possible. Screw you depression! Suck on my terrifyingly rigid genitalia!

-QT, putting the "fun" in "functional alcoholic".

(I have no idea what I just wrote. Blame the pills.)