DontEatRazorBlades

    You know what time it is? Time for another drunk journal! Its my 24th birthday, wtf?!! I think i've bitten off more then i can chew with the platinum league, seriously I miss the NOCT size limit ;_; Oh man I want to go to this bad ass festival next month, macklemore, knife party and daft punk are playing and I really need to be there but tickets are nearly $200 a pop Somehow i dont think i can afford to go to the san diego comic con this like i wanted to reality continues to ruin my life i dont want to go work in several hours and to the feral kiwi whoo ive been drinkin with motst the night & no, i will not sleep with you dud

I'm kinda freaking out now. In two weeks I'm going to be a qualified chef. Holy shit. I'm surprised I'm making something of my life. I wanna go to Comic Con. My tumblr dash has taken off. I'm crying jealous tears. Looking forward to Manifest. I'm cosplaying as a sith. Coz I can. Mother Dearest is making my costume. Found some new fandoms. Laughed at my friends pain. Spent enough time on facebook to feel shame. Still donating my wage back to the pub. I'm too drunk to do decent art. I'm at the stage where I don't give a shit if what I'm doing is good or not. Had some inspiration for a fan fic I've been procrastinating on for the last 5