Hey guys! Look at Jamie doing that thing!
You know!
That thing where he doesn't keep his promises and never finishes what he sets out to do.
Fuck you Ralph! I'll blog as infrequently as I want! I'll also only ever write the first couple of pages to a story! I'll flirt with girls and then ruin my chances at anything solid after the first week due to my own self-loathing! That's how I do things and I like it that way.
Since the last update, I've been pretty busy - I've taken up terrible habits, rekindled old flames and then snuffed them out again, worked on a cosplay and then gave up at the last possible second to do a much easier one that looks better and is more appropriate for this abysmal weather. I've also been seeing a psychiatrist through all of this, and I've learned the difference between a psychiatrist and a psychologist (as well as the difference between a psycho and a psychic).
Most importantly, I haven't died!
On that front, I've been seeing a psychiatrist since the last time I died, and since I've used up all my free passes it's out of my own pocket. In these sessions I've been getting advice on how to continue to not die for the rest of the year and beat death, and the answer is pretty gosh darn simple. You see, the stress of having to figure out what to do when you know you're going to die at the end of the year is apparently pretty stressful and can actually lead to depression which kills your immune system making it easier for you to die in the year you're actually worried about dying in (instead of the far off year of 2013, where dying is an acceptable form of saying "thank you")
So what have you been working on with the psychiatrist?
That's a very good question!
And I'll answer it now!
I've been working on trying not to worry about my current situation, and getting out there and enjoying life. This is pretty hard for me - I'm shy and afraid of social rejection, and my idea of getting out there is doing the same thing I do every Friday night. When this doesn't happen I scramble to find something else to do on a Friday night that isn't too extreme for me (Hanging out with friends at a familiar location - awesome! Hanging out with a friend in an unfamiliar location - still good! Meeting entirely new people at an unfamiliar location - nope!).
The other factor of this is to recreate a shittier version of Yes Man. I basically say yes to anything no matter how bad it is for me and I don't get to sleep with a Zooey Deschanel knockoff! This works pretty much as a distraction from the inevitable which somehow makes it less of an inevibility and more of an eventuality. From this I've learned a few fun facts! I like the taste of absinthe more than the most goth person I know (Which I think means I'm the most goth person I know now? I'm pretty sure that's how subcultures work), and that if I survive through this year I would have beaten Death by picking up smoking, thus making me immortal (probably).
This is a short blog because I've got another thing to talk about that I think deserves it's own post (It probably doesn't) that doesn't really fill the upbeat mood of this one.
Adios!
You know!
That thing where he doesn't keep his promises and never finishes what he sets out to do.
Fuck you Ralph! I'll blog as infrequently as I want! I'll also only ever write the first couple of pages to a story! I'll flirt with girls and then ruin my chances at anything solid after the first week due to my own self-loathing! That's how I do things and I like it that way.
Since the last update, I've been pretty busy - I've taken up terrible habits, rekindled old flames and then snuffed them out again, worked on a cosplay and then gave up at the last possible second to do a much easier one that looks better and is more appropriate for this abysmal weather. I've also been seeing a psychiatrist through all of this, and I've learned the difference between a psychiatrist and a psychologist (as well as the difference between a psycho and a psychic).
Most importantly, I haven't died!
On that front, I've been seeing a psychiatrist since the last time I died, and since I've used up all my free passes it's out of my own pocket. In these sessions I've been getting advice on how to continue to not die for the rest of the year and beat death, and the answer is pretty gosh darn simple. You see, the stress of having to figure out what to do when you know you're going to die at the end of the year is apparently pretty stressful and can actually lead to depression which kills your immune system making it easier for you to die in the year you're actually worried about dying in (instead of the far off year of 2013, where dying is an acceptable form of saying "thank you")
So what have you been working on with the psychiatrist?
That's a very good question!
And I'll answer it now!
I've been working on trying not to worry about my current situation, and getting out there and enjoying life. This is pretty hard for me - I'm shy and afraid of social rejection, and my idea of getting out there is doing the same thing I do every Friday night. When this doesn't happen I scramble to find something else to do on a Friday night that isn't too extreme for me (Hanging out with friends at a familiar location - awesome! Hanging out with a friend in an unfamiliar location - still good! Meeting entirely new people at an unfamiliar location - nope!).
The other factor of this is to recreate a shittier version of Yes Man. I basically say yes to anything no matter how bad it is for me and I don't get to sleep with a Zooey Deschanel knockoff! This works pretty much as a distraction from the inevitable which somehow makes it less of an inevibility and more of an eventuality. From this I've learned a few fun facts! I like the taste of absinthe more than the most goth person I know (Which I think means I'm the most goth person I know now? I'm pretty sure that's how subcultures work), and that if I survive through this year I would have beaten Death by picking up smoking, thus making me immortal (probably).
This is a short blog because I've got another thing to talk about that I think deserves it's own post (It probably doesn't) that doesn't really fill the upbeat mood of this one.
Adios!
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