The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

I'm going to try and change. First of all I need to stop over-thinking, especially paranoid, moangey desperate thoughts about how no woman could ever love a miserable skinny white guy like me. I'm going to fill up my days with practical, positive stuff, predominantly work. I'm gonna buy some cool clothes as part of becoming more cemented into the present and shallow end of things to try and avoid depression. I will also try and take real efforts to meet girls. There is a nearby city with a much better night life and bigger population, so I'll will travel there and go to see bands in bars or what not. It's always hard trying to pick up girls at rock nights in bars, most women who like that kind of thing go with their boyfriends and are scarce anyway.

Is there anything else you value in life aside from women, whom you seem to view as a panacea to all your problems? It's a poison if anything.
 
I was feeling like shit today so I fell asleep for a while but I had a dream that my mother had three penises that had human faces, partly covered with foreskin. I asked her if they thought for themselves but then I woke up scared and sweaty with a heartbeat around 200 bpm.
 
I had a dream that I was on the Mississipi River, and my boat from Maine drove up to me, transformed into a woman and ran into my embrace. Then I woke up.

Thank god I'm heading back East tomorrow.
 
Is there anything else you value in life aside from women, whom you seem to view as a panacea to all your problems? It's a poison if anything.

To crush my enemies, have them driven before me and hear the lamentations of their women.
 
I had a dream that me and a girl from work slept in the same bed, and that I insisted on us sleeping with our heads on opposite sides of the bed. Between this and sitting down and peeing I think I might be some kind of faggot. :wave:
 
I once slept in a bed with a girl with a wall made out of a rolled up spare duvet in-between us. It was her idea and to be fair, she was taken at the time. There was only one bed and I had missed my bus. However, she kind of made me miss my bus, so there is some doubt on the matter.
 
Putting off studying for my economic development final. It's a faggot class for faggot people, so whatever. But it's in my major so I should maybe probably do well in it. I miss beer and marijuana and my girlfriend. 8 more days of this bullshit and then I can have all three again.
 
I accepted some job for tomorrow. Money on hand though and I found my hitman leather gloves so things will go smooth. Then it's time for a dumb teenager cinema date with the "female version of onder". I will probably be thirsty enough to take her to my favorite pub in the centre. I want no bullshit. ZERO.
 
I accepted some job for tomorrow. Money on hand though and I found my hitman leather gloves so things will go smooth. Then it's time for a dumb teenager cinema date with the "female version of onder". I will probably be thirsty enough to take her to my favorite pub in the centre. I want no bullshit. ZERO.

Which pub? The Hippo?
 
i recently had 2 dreams that were not sex dreams

in the first dream
Batman kills the rest of the Justice League, one at a time

in the 2nd non-sex dream
Jessica Simpson and Nancy Grace and tons of other celebs are in an elegant ballroom where all the light is coming from a whole dozen spectacularly ornate chandeliers with hundreds of those tiny little lightbulbs mimicing candle flames
then suddenly each of all of the individual candle-flame-lightbulbs get a little brighter and all the other celeb faces get blurry but i can still see Jessica and Nancy's faces and i'm suddenly wondering why the fucking hell are Jessica Simpson and Nancy Grace in the same fucking room??
then i woke up
 
i've been hanging out with a married couple
i keep telling the wife that she's "pretti-er than single people"

and in a few min the husband is buying me lunch

my life is weird like that