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father meet wordle
Dec. 30th, 2025 05:39 pm(9pm?) went on a walk with the parental units, was decent. learned the father was briefly a bartender during college at his college and that apparently the maternal grandparents visited a few months at a time when the exhost was a kid and would share a room with himand his younger brother. sounds crammed
(11:40pm) got high to prepare to shower (and then dye hair) but also to make it easier to get in the headspace to cook a soup (egg drop soup)
(12:30am or so) taught the father unit how to play wordle, was a pretty endearing interaction
(fuck ass o'clock) neighbors are having a gathering or somethin and i can hear talking from a distance but its so muffled and i feel like im imagining the sounds yet vaguely feeling like their in my damn brain directly god damn (i am high as shit)
did some kind of weird self narration exercise thing in my brain maybe idk
it's 11am here and i want to... i did something im not happy with myself for doing before getting to sleep and i swore to myself id spend this last day of the year as myself after i woke up but i dont feel very... here... ive barely written anything down in days.
am i him or did i shove him out? im worried. i wish i wrote down more. what... he... i...?
huh.
(11:40pm) got high to prepare to shower (and then dye hair) but also to make it easier to get in the headspace to cook a soup (egg drop soup)
(12:30am or so) taught the father unit how to play wordle, was a pretty endearing interaction
(fuck ass o'clock) neighbors are having a gathering or somethin and i can hear talking from a distance but its so muffled and i feel like im imagining the sounds yet vaguely feeling like their in my damn brain directly god damn (i am high as shit)
did some kind of weird self narration exercise thing in my brain maybe idk
it's 11am here and i want to... i did something im not happy with myself for doing before getting to sleep and i swore to myself id spend this last day of the year as myself after i woke up but i dont feel very... here... ive barely written anything down in days.
am i him or did i shove him out? im worried. i wish i wrote down more. what... he... i...?
huh.
