durp

A girl fish tailed my hair last night, she was sloshed, and I kissed her cheek and forehead too much.

Meh, I’ll learn to be a graceful drunk for at least a short window.

It was enjoyable tho. I’ve got a musical vendetta in the works, and it’s immature, but more than a little personal. More than even I know I think.

This may be the most I’ve ever written. Christmas soon, I have bought nothing and asked for nothing.

That’s shameful. I should start to care sometime soon. I just can’t seem to.

I need a rebound. But I’ve got a pretty bad tendency to develop a dependency. So I should stop asking for phone numbers. I usually delete them after I say something hugely forward or embarrassing. So I don’t further mess shit up. If they want to text back, let em. If they don’t, oh well.

Total bummer dude.

One day I won’t be a square any more.

I’m such a negative nancy lately. hmph.

She was very fun tho, I’d like to hang out with her some more and kiss her. But that’s generally my reaction to every pretty girl I meet. Then after a month of kissing naked, I almost completely lose any trace of physical attraction, no matter how gorgeous they may be.

I should work on that. Stop being lazy Richard. Peace ceir and company.