My computer's battery will die in 8 min.

You can bet I've stressed myself into a corner. I think I'm in love, that's never happened before. Though it may just be a desire for change. I am trying to not fuck up everything, and I was so close to completly destroying myself. Oh the irony, I can't even fuck up without fucking up my fucking up. 8 min.? I vanquished all the summer mold that had invaded my house while I was underway. I ate noodles and Kim chi for Thanksgiving, and subsequently pissed off too many people doing it. Jesus fucking Christ, you live like a king eat what you want get fat and happy nobody cares, you try to eat healthy and everybody has an oppinion as to why you should act another way. Like when my dad got endless shit for his Atkins diet, which worked By The Way. He lost 30 pounds and has kept it off for two years. Still 8min.? No way, my computer's lying. I want to say much, but whatever. I added a bunch of photos. Not a lot of photos exist of me, I'm usually the one with a camera. 7min. Everytime I think about drinking I remember my Mom, and then I say, well I won't drink THAT much, then I remember Ayn Rand, and I think, Fuck drinking I should be writing or discussing, or building shit, but I'm a little lazy so then I just feel bad, and want a drink, then I feel worse. 6min. Its not all bad, I have butt loads of money because I don't blow it on alcohol. Time's up. I said, and I meant it. I love her, but I won't let the bitch kill me with her sadism.