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Koffein + Methylphenidat ist ein Liebesbeweis an den modernen Schriftsteller. Noch nie war es einfacher die mentalen Areale auf ein digitales Blatt Papier hinzukotzen. =))

What a day

In the morning I left alone the homeless shelter.
I met my mum and then organized some shit.
I drove to a company to apply for some shitty job that
I don't want, but I have to apply. Otherwise I won't get
none of them n1 neetbucks. So I introduced myself
in the buro. The woman on the buro said I should
just apply online. What a god damn dork I am.
Now I know, that as an unemployed german
you don't even need to leave the door anymore, if you
don't want. This adds up new and interesting aspects
in your life.

A buddy in the homeless shelter left me some
Methylphenidat. I took 2 of 'em and kept
rocking my schedule and organizing and
listening to music and jerking off.

I sadly need to somewhat abandon this blog.

I found out yesterday what the terms are to
advertise on your blog.

You're not allowed to mention drugs
and violence in any kind of gloryfing way.

I am also giving this an american rating what my plans will be on responding everywhere.
With an american grade system and an european.

Meaning:
A = 1
B = 2
C = 3
D = 4
E = 5
F = 6

1 and A are the best and F and 6 the worst.

So this is where I am right now:
I will write here again. I somewhat wanna keep a schedule here. #NSFW (B)
I wanna finish my book also in this year hopefully. (D)
I am going to start now a SFW blog. (A / B)
I am still writing down my memories and dreams and everything and shit like that. (C)

This is interesting.

I am at a very interesting point of my life. Today I met an old buddy of mine on this sunday afternoon as always. He complained about stomach aches and that's why we had to leave earlier than usual.

This opened the time-window for me in which I escorted a frind of mine back to his house from 17:30 o'clock 'till 18:00 o'clock. After that I drove home and packed my dirty laundry in a bag and drove to my homeless shelter. That's the place that I have to stay for now from Sunday night 'till Friday morning. On the weekends I return back home to my mother and to my old room. These 3 spots: My mums flat, the friends place, my homeless shelter... they are only about 10 km away, so it somewhat paid off to pick up the dirty laundry at around 18:30. At around 1900h I arrived in the homeless shelter, only to find out that 2 of the 3 washing machines were already running. The homeless shelter closed the washing rooms at 22:00. I did the math in my head and I was kinda amazed. Both washing procedures fit PERFECTLY into my time schedule and the laundry would be done at 22:00 o'clock. Little did I know what was about to be happening...

At first I had to help out a buddy with his internet connection and explain a lot of stuff to him. German isn't his mother tongue. English neither. So a lot of confusion arised. I was able to explain everything to him. I watched 2 episodes from the 3rd season of  "Better Call Saul", a profoundly good written spin-off series from "Breaking Bad". I even set up an alarm to be right at the spot at 22 o'clock when they would close up the washing room. Little did I know that neither the 3rd washing machine was on time nor did anybody of the building personal close up the room. So 2 new errors appeared which I couldn't calculate into my current situation. I waited about half an hour longer. Did I mention that my aunt missed to call me? Kinda unusual for her, but welp...

Did I also mention that I put my jacket into the washing machine?

I did put it in.

I mean I have a very short distance from about 20 meters or so on the ground floor from

my room to the washing machine. It was quite cold though.

I packed the gloves to the side. I grabbed the smartphone of one of the building-community-buddies in my flat and packed it into my car and drove off to McDonalds. That supreme feeling when you're all alone amongst masses...

and you got your 2 devices that you hook up to the free-for-3-hours McDondals internet hotspot.

When I was in my t-shirt all alone in the middle of the night. Just equipped with gloves and some cheap ass long trousers and it looks like you're about to do a robbery, but in reality you just keep your hands warm to drive to a very popular fast food chain restaurant to get your greasy and unhealthy food in combination with your caffeine punch that you need on a daily basis just to somewhat minimalistically function...

So that was my sunday. Would like to hear what happened to you guys.

2 things I listened to while writing these right here right now:

1. Samurai Champloo Soundtrack - The Long Way Of The Drums

2. A Dark Ambient playlist by no one else than Atrium Carceri

See you guys next time.

What the fuck is happening?

Like seriously man...

I am right now at a special place in my life.
I don't have to spend much money for my rent
I don't need to contribute to society much.
In fact... I even get shit done and I get some money.
I am in some debt and a lot of tasks add onto each
other.

Right now I'm living in a homeless shelter.

I tell you the day of today.

I basically woke up with a buddy that I have to share
the room with. I drove him to an appointment.
Afterwards I drove home to me mum and drank some
black tea with sugar and cream. I masturbated
furiously on my 3 screens and afterwards planned the
day of tomorrow.

I am fucking unemployed right now. How come I have
to do so fucking much yo?

Afterwards I had to drive to a supermarket where a
post station is build in to drop some packages that I sold
on eBay. I bought for 200€ PC hardware to sell it on eBay for
around 410€. Makes a plus of 210€, yes. Indeed sirreee that is correct.
But what you don't know is the fact that I had to spend around 12 hours
to make and edit the photos. Give direct describtions about the articles
as well as communication with the customers and bidders, packing
that shit and driving to the post station. Lot of hard work, but it somewhat
payed out. My mum gave me some pocket money (i'm 27 yo! (and a real gangsta yo!!)).
I have to pay that shit into my bank account since I am somewhat in some debts.

Afterwards I washed my dirty clothes in the homeless shelter.
These guys there have newer washing machines than I ever did.
Right now I parked my car on a Lidl. I am sitting in a McDonalds
in Eriagstraße and I'm typing this right now in a McCafé corner.

Live is chill at the fucking moment, yo!

I think imma put some ads on here. I really despise ads, but if  it makes a living...
I also want to join cults, do conspiracy shit and I wanna plan my next assassination
of JFK the third. No seriously. I was never ever the big ads guy, until I found out
that this shit might save my live. If I have enough money for everything that
I've planned... I seriously wanna meet some of my "fans" if they exist or at
least some haters or somebody who doesn't know me and who wants to hang
with me. If that sounds kinda cool to you... then click my ads.

Sounds like shitty advertising, but I seriously mean it. I've met
quite interesting people where I live. I want to explore more of the human nature.

I was working as a beggar the other day and made around 70  € and got some food, yo.

That was chill af!

See you guys in the future.

Found a pack of cigarettes on the 24th of December 2016. Since last week I'm smoking 'em.
Always been a sucker for nicotine patches. Asthma in that relation ain't good. So this
pack is hopefully the last pack ever smoked. At first I wanted to write that shit down in my book that is to 90% finished and all, but I decided this poor Blogger thingy is almost dead-beaten by me. So this will be as well a post that will last here for a while, I guess.

The next days Imma move back with my mother. I will do some drugs upon a hill and listen to some Autechre and maybe some other new shit. I know they dropped a new album that consists of 4 mini EPs and I suppose they'll all last each one of 'em about an hour or so. I thought about getting a typewritter. I'm somewhat in the mood to write down shit for me.

Listening to this @ the moment.

Mount Shrine - The Silence Between Our Houses

https://youtu.be/yyv2HgM4aLY

Gotta take a shit....

I'm back.

These are my last days of living the "high life". After that I will have no internet.
Live in a apartment on the second floor that has mold in it (might start chain smoking
at that part again haha) and financially I'm 100% responsible for myself.

So every cent has to be turned thrice or soe.

The album is almost done and the book is done. After this blog I will masturbate furiously.
One of my last hardcore masturbation sessions in a longer time span, I guess.

I got plans to study audio engineering in Berlin. If everything works out, then I'm
enlisted on there next year in September. In the meantime I have a serious cut down
on internet, therefore pornography, money and other beautiful privileges, like:
Watching beautifully crafted YouTube videos.

I can get some internet by lingering around friends houses, driving to McDonalds and driving
around in my bike to seek out for internet connections. But in that kind of time-era it's hard to find an unencrypted internet connection.

I'll be reliant on my smartphone which's battery life span shortens every day a little more.

Can I keep this up, or will be a bullet in my mouth only sufficient for this.

The future will be for me:
>More poor than ever
>Depression because of internet deprivation
>More workflow, since a lot of shit can't distract me.

I started out WealthyAffiliate.Com and I might consider building up my own business.

But the more I focus on a commercially successfull business in the real world... the further
I stray away from doin' beats and all that shiz.

See you next time.

So this has changed so far:

I'm unemployed. I gotta do so much fucking paperwork. I have more work to do now unemployed than I had when I was employed. Fuck man. But shit's going to get quiet. Imma move soon and finish my book and release my new album and see how bad everything's going to turn out. So much schedules and yet again so little time...

Stranger iDubbbz