Stuttering

Week has not been going along well so far.
Not just peachy.
Even a little frustrating.

Where the hell am I?
The plan was to write something, anything, each night,
to improve on my English, not to mention articulation.
Am I even saying it correctly?
Are those two the same thing? Goddammit. I'm not even sure anymore.

Been a while since I've revised what little I've learned about Russian,
and the one or two new words I've learned since then is absolutely pathetic.

Oh yea, and I'm just starting a new routine today,
without getting enough sleep the night before (or the night before then).

My brain's cloudy, I can barely see the words I need to use even for this fucking post.

Work makes me feel  like a piece of driftwood,
floating down the river...

And I almost forgot to mention this.
Last night, she caught me looking at an old video posted on Dailymotion.
I was curious and bored, and had just had a conversation with Jill.

Of course, NATURALLY she had to come and take a look at it.
Before I even got a chance to view (or more importantly close it),
she saw what it was.

A naked chick. Well, two naked, Asian chicks.
And instead of just brushing it off,
I actually tried a number of excuses...
until I finally admitted.

Me. Admitting.
Sure, it was a little embarrassing. But hey, you just move on.

Why the fuck did I even try to justify it.
Here I was, thinking I was over shit like that.

It's time to re-learn the 77 Rules.

So yep. Stuttering is one hell of an understatement.

I could continue being frustrated,
and bitch and moan for as long as I want...

Or I could stop being a dumbass,
and make improvements.

Time to move forward.

Well enough of that