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I'm not having the best of weekends. Got grumbling displeased with one of my friends (again, for more or less the same issues that have been popping up for the last year), suffering from a bad headache, and was bored out of my mind with nothing to do because I didn't want to spend time with said friend. Then, I discover Texts From The Avengers, a mash up of "Texts From Last Night" and clips from any of the recent Marvel movies on Tumblr.

And after binge reading them I actually got to the point where I thought, "I wish I had poorer life decisions, was more of an alcoholic, and perhaps even did drugs just so my life could have this sort of hilarious drama. Not being this bland, pointless existence."

I realized that was a horrible thought, but there's a part of my brain that stands behind that thought.

You realize you could actually make those poorer life decisions now though?

I kind of know how you feel. After watching Frozen, Let It Go has been stuck in my head but for probably different reasons than most people. It's about escaping and letting yourself be.. yourself. Testing limits of what you can do without parents, mantras, and fears keeping you still. She ran away. "I'm never going back, the past is in the past."

Not the first time I've thought of skipping town without telling anyone. Or just thinking of leaving in any way. I have actually asked my parents to kick me out of the house before.

Life can just.. be more. In my case, it probably should.

You could take an extended trip to visit some random friend? Just thinking of ways to get that freedom without completely losing a safety net.

Actually, I used to think a lot about just packing up and disappearing. Going to some other random part of the country and starting a completely new life without any ties to my old one.

There is a tentative plan to head to either Roswell or Artesia tomorrow to see if I can do it. I've never been there on my own before, so... There's a start. Maybe. We talked about getting a hotel room until there's actually room in an actual apartment (everything is FULL here) but Dad thinks that everywhere is full- including the motels. Otherwise they wouldn't be building new ones.. or something. WE SHALL SEE.

Edit: Also, a hypocritical confession. My cousin Amy actually did this once- the whole running away thing. She moved to another state to get to know her dad who was, as far as I heard, pretty abusive to her mom. She took all three kids with her, trashed her mom and step-dad's house, and all without a word. I am STILL angry at her for doing that. I think it's the "trashed her mom's house" part that gets to me. Wants to leave to get to know her dad? Fine. She called after moving so there wasn't any missing person thing or anything. But she freaking trashed the house. Then came back. And did the same thing again only I think she had one more kid with her. It's.. yeah.

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Oh no. Disproval ;_;

Well, if you're going off to live alone, that's cool, but I'm worried for you

My poison of choice is red wine. When I'm drinking something alcoholic purely for relaxation, I grab a bottle of shiraz and mellow out. My confession is that I've been doing this once a week for the last several weeks. Considering my stress level of late, on one side I know it's understandable. However, I also know that alcoholism runs in my family. I went through a period in my 20's where I consumed rather massive quantities every single weekend. I know I've been lucky in that I've never been that embarrassing drunk friend or drunken family member - but I'm very aware of how much I drink. And while a bottle a week is hardly large amount, I'm aware of it. And I'm keeping an eye on my consumption.

Dirty n Evil wrote:I'm not having the best of weekends. Got grumbling displeased with one of my friends (again, for more or less the same issues that have been popping up for the last year), suffering from a bad headache, and was bored out of my mind with nothing to do because I didn't want to spend time with said friend. Then, I discover Texts From The Avengers, a mash up of "Texts From Last Night" and clips from any of the recent Marvel movies on Tumblr.

And after binge reading them I actually got to the point where I thought, "I wish I had poorer life decisions, was more of an alcoholic, and perhaps even did drugs just so my life could have this sort of hilarious drama. Not being this bland, pointless existence."

I realized that was a horrible thought, but there's a part of my brain that stands behind that thought.

For a low price of 39.99 I can teach you how to have the drama you desire so that you can never be bored.

For the even lower price of a bottle of tequila and paying my way down to Tampa, I can start a shitshow in your very own home and you'll never have those thoughts again.

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Don't tempt him!

*Takes up collection for Liliana to move to Tampa*

I, ah... I appreciate the offer, Lilianna. ;) However, I'm smart enough now to keep drama out of my apartment. The last thing I need is that sort of insanity AND Saskia upset at me because I ruffled her feline calm.

ahh yes, Maintaining Zen by not wanting to piss the cat off. I know that art well.

I made a deal with the devil to have the world in my hands in exchange for my soul and all I got was a 12 inch globe.

[quoteFor the even lower price of a bottle of tequila and paying my way down to Tampa, I can start a shitshow in your very own home and you'll never have those thoughts again.

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I hate competition but my source of shit showing will leave you questioning a lot of things. With me, you never know where you'll end up. Hell, I didn't ever think I end up where Im at now. Living the viva loca

With me you might find your self on stage of a concert to a big name act. Might end up in jail. Might end getting pocessed by demons. Might end up going outside and making a friend or two. Or drunk in America and end up waking up Japan. If I were well, I could make these things happen.