i'm in riga(latvia), its a bit boring. but thats my fault. i feel like a looser. a friend i was supposed to meet in prague is no longer there. i feel like a bit of an idiot. just wish someone would actually fucking stick to something for me, right.
i fucked up the bus schedules, and got locked out of the squat i was staying in and my bags were freaking stlil in there. i waited til 1pm but no one came back, so i climbed through a window...bit tricky since i had to get out on the balcony first. lucky the dog likes me! (we shared pizza the other night)
on the up side, although the scabs on my burns are still gross, at least they don't stick through my shirt anymore. despite the gauze and stretching whenever i could, i've lost about half of the length of the split. i still talk with a lisp and sound like a total dickface. its only taken a week for it to stop sticking to the gauze of a night and being tender. well, its still a bit tender, but last night was the first night i didnt wake up with sharp pains (enough to bring tears)from the gauze rubbing against a small bump thats developed on one side from when it got stuck real good to the gauze a few nights back...
heres to hoping it doesn't heal up anymore!!
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