Look at what I just made over the past two days.

The game happens June 18th, 6:30 PM, Justin Herman Plaza. Come and play!

So last night I received a series of text messages, all at the same time right on the minute change over to 1:25 (UTC -06).

• +17864926438 - I bet the Jews did this. n2
• +13057055326 - Trade cats for weed? I7
• +13057055432 - BILL MAYS HERE!! oJ
• +17865826469 - Nice obesity. 9r
• +17865926441 - I demand justice. 6W
• +17274879593 - Sup I just drifted a 85' crown victoria. k1
• +17864718655 - I demand justice. 8F
• +14155704163 - If a tree falls in a forest and hits a woman, what is a forest doing in a kitchen? Bq
• +17319070379 - Your hands are really hairy. wq
• +17864718638 - Omg, tits. a7

Spam? Weird encrypted message? What the fuck?

One of the things I've been aiming for recent is to live completely without expectations. As a result it seems like I haven't gotten as exited about something as I did months ago. I think this is starting to become a negative aspect of my life, to not actually be extremely exited (pony peeing rainbows) about much of anything. Maybe this is turning me into a boring person? To my friends and within myself.

Today I had a series of communications to varied wildly on the emotional scale, I surprised myself by eventually feeling overwhelmed by it all. My time to myself tonight went to waste from a lack of focus. Wishing that all this were easier.

There are things missing from my life right now, some I know about, others are a mystery in themselves. The need to focus on figuring out what these missing things are is rather hard, the feeling replaced with a want to dig a hole and live in it.