So.

You know when something really shitty happens and things look like they can't get any worse, but they do? Yeah, these are the times when you realize that there are tiny things, really tiny things that make you feel somewhat better.

Here are a few of mine I have noticed over the week.

-- mortal kombat music coming up randomly on your playlist
-- finding a pretty new picture of a hot actor, see icon
-- hanging up a river phoenix poster you've had for a year in a poster tube behind your desk
-- cleaning, cleaning, cleaning
-- dropping money on a seriously on sale dress form, because you are a costuming loser and you want to molest it like pyramid head with mannequins
-- watching Silent Hill for the 959039839804.6 time
-- writing horrible smutty fanfiction you instantly delete because you're shocked at how dirty you are
-- writing in general, original junk, and daydreaming about getting your shit published one day
-- watching Stand By Me for the damn near billionth time
-- getting on habbo hotel while mildly buzzed and learning what "df", "uglii bytc" and "wus up bra" mean
-- listening to she wants revenge over and over and over, mmmm
-- catching reruns of arrested development
-- nursing your growing crush on Will Arnett -- "KARATE! KARATE! KARATE!"


Oh, and Dave and Busters charged me twice for that shit last night. So instead of spending $27, I spent $54 for like nothing. So fuck that place. Seriously.

At least I got a fucking kazoo. And it's orange.

Yeah. Shitty week. And tomorrow is Monday. hu-damn-zzah.