Media, Come To Thee

I’m thinking of buying RDR2 with some money from my job… Wish me luck. I also might re-watch Red River and invest in cowboy boots. Socks and sandals don’t really scream western…

My best friend, Fletcher, is getting me into Mother: Cognitive Dissonance, and The Return of the Pumpkin Rabbit. My boyfriend, Mel, is trying to get me into Cyberpunk Edgerunners, and Invincible.

I’ve been watching Fletcher play Cogdis, and it seems pretty cool. I watched TROTPR and, again, it’s swag. I might watch The Mysterious House, since it’s, like, connected to TROTPR.

As for the stuff Mel is trying to get me into, it’s cool too. I’ve been trying to watch Cyberpunk, and sometimes I watch him play the game. I think the artstyle in the anime is absolutely abhorrent but the story is okay. Invincible is really awesome, I like it a whole lot. I’m only on episode one and I heard that it gets better from there, so I’m excited.

On my own time, I’ve been reading Yotsuba and watching Azumanga Daioh. I’ve also been watching Star Trek: The Next Generation. I barely have any time to do stuff I like, what with work and school. I feel bad that I’m not really there for my friends, so when I have downtime, I try to do less stuff I like and more stuff they like.

I haven’t talked to my mother in a while. I’m sure she either got put back in jail or she’s off doing drugs again. I know I’m the last thing on her mind. It hurts but I don’t know how to process it without professional help, and God knows I’m not getting that.

I’m procrastinating again. I should be writing an essay for school, but instead, I’m writing this. So I guess I should go do what I’m supposed to. Yeah… Riiiight now… Okay… Gonna publish this and start writing… Yeeeahhh…

Yours, Michael Banks.

More Stuff That I Should Write In A Diary And Not In A Blogger Post

Howdy. Once again, it’s me, Cowboy Michael. Things are going alright. It’s the perfect weather for socks and sandals which is very very fortunate. I think socks and sandals are pretty neat and it kinds sucks that people don’t like them.

I have to go to North Carolina this week for work, so I guess that’s semi-exciting. I’ve been happy but not HAPPY. Just content. But being content is better than being sad. I don’t like being sad and I’m glad I’m not.

I might change the favicon for my site. Give the hat a little star thingy. I see those in westerns all the time.

Yeah. I might do that. I also might wanna change the colours and make it more happy-brown and less blah-grey.

I’ve been debating on watching Breaking Bad. I’ve heard it’s pretty good. I’ve been watching House M.D., Invincible, 12 Oz. Mouse, and Star Trek. I like sci-fi and honestly my site theme was stuck between cowboys or aliens. But I didn’t wanna mix the two cuz that’d be gay as fuuuuck. I like that gay twink, data. He’s so gay dude he’s such a faggy little twink. That man needs to be pegged and he needs to be pegged right now.

Twins are so annoying. The more matchy-matchy they are, the worse they are. Well, most twins are. I guess there’s some good twins. But most are annoying.

It’s really humid today. But that’s just how life is in the South. One day it can be raining cats and dogs, the next it can be sunnier than a beach, then it‘ll be as humid as Hawaii. Not just summer, all year. Crazy stuff, I’ll tell ya.

I wonder if I’ll be a good adult. I know that some people are really good kids but then they shoot up crack behind a Denny’s as an adult. And on the other hand, some kids can vape in the bathroom then go on to be a CEO. So I guess the choices I make as a young adult are just as important as the ones my parents made for me when I was a kid. Gosh, one day I’ll have kids of my own. I’ll have to make some decisions for them and set them up for their entire life. Then they’ll go off and either screw it all up or outshine me by a longshot. Or maybe they’ll turn out basic and average. Maybe I’ll turn out basic and average. Maybe average isn’t that bad at the end of the day.

My dad still owes me twenty bucks. I don’t think he’s gonna pay me back, but I’m probably gonna remember this. Just like how I remember all the other promises he makes. I know he can’t help it because we’re poor but he could at least stop it with the false hope. It’s really, like, ouch.

Lunch is in a little bit. I’m going home early today, on my own accord. Just so I can pack for this weekend. The last thing I need is to be caught at a train station with nothing but two bucks and a pair of socks.

Wish me safe travels!... Michael Banks.