i remember how i used to love a lot of things i don't love anymore.
i used to love waking up early to watch pokemon, because if i missed it, that was it, it was only on once a week, no reruns. now i can watch it whenever i want and when i do i don't even get a massive rush of nostalgia, just a feeling that is slightly above disinterest.
i used to love playing team fortress two, i mean, really love it, i was super into it and would play it all the time, but then i got busier and they kept adding more shit to it and now i don't think i could ever get back into it again, which was a bummer because i thought the world/aesthetic was all-encompassing and immersive and that always impresses me. same thing with wow.
i also used to love eating vienna sausages and peanut butter and jelly. now i eat those things maybe once every five to eight months and i do not enjoy it.
i also no longer enjoy living j/k maybe
at least i still like mac & cheese and dynasty warriors and comic books and dad rock. i think those might be the only things about me that will remain consistently liked from the moment i discovered them until the moment i die. i could seriously spend my whole life enjoying those things listed. as long as we also add whiskey & coke to it
i really don't have a reason for writing this other than i refuse to get out of bed, where i have been all day.
maybe i will go make a frozen pizza. maybe that will spur me out of bed.
i don't really want a frozen pizza.
i just ordered a pizza. i didn't really want that pizza either but i now have a responsibility. immediate responsibility is the only thing that can get me out of bed anymore.
i probably ought to do laundry tomorrow. i keep putting it off.
shit. i just realized i don't have any cash for a tip. looks like this guy's getting three bucks in quarters.
okay i'm going to go play this game where i take a shower while i'm supposed to be waiting for someone/thing at the door and i get really anxious and shower super fast. it's pretty fun.