240928		7:00AM

can't even remember how i was formatting these things at this point, 
hopefully i'm getting it right but only one person reads this and they're
the one making me update my dumb journal, so, you can deal with it tofu :P

I was never sure how this part of the year would play out, so it shouldn't
be a surprise that it's been a blur of strange life progress, but here I am,
slowly regaining a voice after having coughed my lungs out for a while,
watching some kinda bootleg television network broadcasting from what may be
my 4th or 5th discord server as of like four hours ago.

it could be the remnants of The Sickness or the copius amounts of weed, but
none of it feels entirely real. I swear i'm not interesting, if anything all
this socializing is reminding me how massively out of touch and nerdy i am
rather than making me feel cool. and yet i have a band and a girlfriend. so.
huh. sure. weird but ok.

kinda scared ashley is gonna have some sort of feelings about that last part,
to be completely honest, but it's not having anxiety until you're ruining 
happy moments pointlessly worrying about things you know you don't need to
worry about. :D

but anyway, yeah. this is one extremely weird year. making friends who make
art and people liking the art. and people liking me somehow. and uh. yeah.

this entry sucks but it was journaled under duress. now read my sick,
disgusting feelings tofu D:<