Perscription Insanity: The Life of an Addict

I need some help with a title name. Some names:
Incandescent Flame
Nuclear Rage
Raizing Fury
Obsidian Drake
Atlas Tripped
Tripping Atlas
Rage
Darkness Creeps
The Edge of Vision
Red Out
Endings and Beginnings
Hadrian: Dark One
Wave Break
Invasion!
Rage Rising
Crimson Genocide
Silent Sussurus
Darkness Rising
The Setting Sun
Twilight
The Death of Peace
The Memory of Peace
Battlefront
Hadrian's Wall Fails
Hadrian's Walls
Shit Hits the Fan
I am Shit, And I fly. What is this whirling thing? I wonder if it will be my friend...
Event Horizon(taken, I know)
Siege of Unending Doom
Dogshit on the Doorstep
Safety Nets are for Pussies.
Caught With Your Pants Down: Book One of 'It's Really Not A Sheep, She's Just Wearing A Coat!'
Ok, Im stopping now before I hurt myself.
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Chronicles of the Second Invasion: Book One

Fuck I don't know. I'm tired of calling it Hadrian, and Im hastening toward the deadline.
Im hoping I will get accepted by june, and payed by july or something, but realistically, several people should look at it as soon as i get an Agent, wich will be sometime in January.

I don't know. I feel down today, whether it's from the rain, not doing jack or shit saturday and sunday except finishing up Episode III, or seeing my dream job just over the wall, but sitting here waiting for ACME to send me my ninja climbing gear, which should be here by friday(IE when I'm moving my computer down to the apartment and can actually work on the as-yet-unnamed novel instead of feeling bad for not spending time with my father when I'm living with him)... Or the fact that I'm kinda bustin' out when my father still needs my company, or the fact that I won't be able to get the moving truck until next friday, or maybe that I have to go to my grandfather's house tonight instead of going somewhere to sleep or chill.
Now, going to my grandfather's house isn't one of those things I dread, It's just that I don't feel up to it today.
Maybe a bit of it has to do with the fact that I couldn't remember Larkin's phone number, and she didn't call me when I didn't call her.

perhaps I'm sitting at the top of the roller coaster, waiting for the back to catch up so we will go over the hill and get going. This has nothing to do with hills and Valleys, it's just waiting for the ride to start, waiting for the fun to begin, and being so tired of waiting that enduring another second is like a lifetime.
Where will I go? what will the future hold? I've been over scenario after scenario, and now I'm weary of planning and waiting to see what reality is like.
It's like I'm waking up, but the fog is still clearing.