A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Monday, 6 July 2020
So broken
Why am I so fucking broken?
I basically didn't do this weekend.
After accidentally agreeing to a dinner with my mother and sibling on Friday, I mostly spent the weekend in my PJs until my dad took me for Sunday dinner. Fancy Chinese food. So much duck.
So much achieving nothing because I feel run into the ground.
[edit] got a few hits from countries that aren't Turkmenistan, though can't tell what they looked like as my pageview stats are so utterly flooded by the Turkmenistan hits that continue. I do suspect, however, that the two hits from the US were to entries particularly focused on by the Turkmenistan hits. Maybe someone is romance scamming posing as me and has started linking to entries on here so as to prove that they 'exist'.
And oral temperature of 37.4, so I almost certainly am running a little bit of a fever again tonight. Which maybe explains the fuzziness.
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