3/25/25

I DoorDashed food for the first time today. It wasn't completely from laziness, I got a free ten piece of nuggets if I spent more than fifteen bucks. I spent twenty five or some bullshit like that. I really don't understand how it was that much. I only got a quarter pounder meal and some cookies. Also like four dollars in fees and a dollar tip. I'm not an asshole who doesn't tip at restaurants but I also won't tip if it's too expensive. I ate so fucking much. My stomach is smooth now which is weird. Like there is so much food in my stomach that its pushed my skin taut and turned it into a hairy cue ball. 

I was checking myself out in the mirror to see if I'd look more ghoul or human in my passport photo tomorrow and I actually looked nice, attractive even. That sounds cocky but I deserve it. I don't know what I did or what happened to me to make me deserve that but hey, I look good. 

Sex and the City is so good. I'm watching it as I write this. Anyone Carrie dates is a piece of shit (except Aidan) and anyone Miranda seriously dates is the best ever. Steve and Skipper are great but mostly Steve. 

I have three porn tabs open right now. All of them being Japanese Adult Videos from a pirate website. After I finish writing this I'll go into my room and whack off but there's something artistic about them. That's how you know I'm a gooner, I'm viewing porn as a pass time instead of just something to jack off to. But seriously I do think that porn can be artistic. The way it's shot, the passion between the main two, even the story they're trying to tell. Office slut preying on the new hire, neet childhood friend with big tits and glasses, even a gal hooking up with a loser. A lot of the sexual fantasies I like watching involve a beautiful girl hooking up with a lame, ugly, dork who doesn't have anything impressive about them. 

I use "it's" a lot when I write, I should stop that, it makes me seem a little too basic. I forgot what it feels like to live alone. With my roomie somewhere in Florida for spring break and me now typing this on the toilet, door open and watching TV. I feel free, like a song bird released from my cage.