A good friend of mine told me ...

... now that I have your attention....

dude, you need to work on your coping skills.... take a deep breath, put a day aside (Monday is a holiday, try then....), straighten out your shit (develop protocols... it's a life-long process...).

a significant percent of life is organizing...

clear the decks then get to the important stuff... and get enough sleep.... don't get up on Sunday.... or get up at noon, shit, eat, scratch your balls, take a nap from 1PM to 5PM... repeat as necessary...

talk with a professor... or all of them... take walks.... take a break from all that electronic crap.... eat, scratch your balls, take a nap from 1PM to 5PM... repeat as necessary...

fucking relax.... eat, scratch your balls, take a nap from 1PM to 5PM... repeat as necessary...

listen to some classical music, smoke something, find some girl who'll let you snigg between her legs.... with out further obligation... eat something you like.... scratch your balls, take a nap from 1PM to 5PM... repeat as necessary...

... stay in touch.... if you need someone to tell you to go fuck yourself, I'm your guy...

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I didn't write this, just a email I received from my friend. Really good advice ... for guys.

I'm tired as fuck.

My school fails so hard, they sync everything up on they're private servers. And I use that word loosely, because nothing syncs, it has to be manually updated. Then they sync with Microsoft. FUCK MICROSOFT. I have to manually sync up my Google Calendar now. I'm also tired as fuck. And then I have to figure out how to push my UML email notifications to my phone. The credit union I joined doesn't have an app yet, but they're (barely) working on it. The name is awesome (Jeanne D'Arc) and it's got a pretty debit card. Did I mention I'm tired as fuck? Dealing with half commuting isn't that bad, and my roommate is pretty cool, but the one thing that's keeping me calm (other than the awesome 4G and country/folk radio) is the fact that I can visit Emily Kocot and Patricia Caliento when they finally decide to show up at their respective schools whenever the fuck I want. I'm gonna be the greatest annoyance EVER! And I'm tired as fuck!

P.S. Get to school!

Yoshimi Battles The Evil Pink Robots

To be honest

I (not so) secretly wish that you're only doing this to make me get over you.

 That maybe there's something

  I could possibly do

That could put you back in my arms.

  There always was before.

  I figured it out then.

  Maybe I could do it again.

  Fix my mistakes.

  End my fuck ups.

To look into the eyes of the woman I love

  And have her look into mine

  And have something be mutual.