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So I went over to my lady’s dorm for Halloween last weekend. I was Captain America Friday night and Bane Saturday night. Sunday night was stress-filled since I was going home :/…Monday was supposed to be another wonderful day at Albany since the buses weren’t running due to Hurricane Sandy, so I was happy when I woke up. My step-dad ruined that. He was a hero and drove two hours in the fucking storm just to pick me up…
Then Sandy fucked me. I lost power at about 8pm and it didn’t get it back until this afternoon. Monday-Friday. I have trouble sleeping at night as it is. Add boredom, darkness, and the piercing cold, and you’ve got a dangerously depressed Steven. I HATED EVERYTHING. It drove me insane. I sent mean shit to my gf. I didn’t eat. I stopped taking care of myself. I would just think horrible thoughts.
Fuck you Sandy.
Now the power is back. I got my fix of GW2. Played about 3hrs. Read some comics. Enjoyed the warmth of my home.
My iPhone really saved me those few days of darkness. I made an instagram lol…idk how you guys would follow me (I’m a n00b).
Missed you guys. Night.
Oh, and should I be Captain America or a Luchador (those corny Mexican wrestlers)?
Batman or Captain Americuhhh?
(This one shouldn’t be too hard).
I’ve been doing well these past two days in NY.
Yesterday I played Heroes of Newerth all morning/afternoon with the broski.
Then my lady came over and we played Super Smash Bros Melee and Marvel Ultimate Alliance II with my brother and sister.
Then we topped the day off with Dark Knight Rises (Idk wtf happened…I was kinda distracted)
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