This is Not a Cry for Help

I’ll be moving back into my dorm in a few days, but today, I’m going to be vaguely rambling about my problems yet again. Extra points for anyone who correctly guesses what stimulant I’m on during this episode.

Probably the worst and most boring episode yet, but I gotta make my self-imposed twice weekly quota for episodes, so here you go. I’ll talk about psychedelics next time.

I have so much work to do. We all do. It would be easier if entry level jobs weren’t paid slave wages, though.

Mary Jane, K-holing, DXM, it’s all good. But for the love of God, PLEASE don’t tell my parents I’ve done drugs...

PMS and internal spite are my main motivators. The next episode will cover my experiences with weed and PCP so be ready for that.

I can’t sleep.

Manic descriptions of lunch prep and jello hobbies between sparkling water-induced burps.

Communication is difficult. So are relationships. Grab some popcorn and listen to me talk about my woes about both.

It’s not as interesting as it sounds.

A bit about myself while remaining anonymous and also struggling with this new audio medium.