i feel like shit.

what else is new.
oh, wait; absolutely nothing whatsoever!

Saturday school tomorrow.
Whoo fucking hoo.

Considerably HUGE amounts of cash flowing my way if I go through with it,
and if it actually does work out.
Which I don't see any reason why it shouldn't.
Should I feel sleazy?
Yes.
So the question is: do I feel sleazy?
Nope.

A sort-of-friend always leaves me messages when he's high.
At least, I think he's high.
I don't know him well enough to have the capability of telling the difference.
Latest one: "LSKDFJSLKFHDSKLFJ! SDKLFJDSF! sdklfjds... slkfjdslkfd? sdlkfdf. This is [name] from CNN. Have a goodnight."
It made me laugh.

Shedding fat with the drop of a hat.
But, unfortunately, it means I have to actually take care of skin.
Fuck you, physical self.