bad form today. i think i set up the shot all wrong by falling asleep last night immediately after consuming a styrofoam tray full of soggy chips with a super spicy 98% onion pico de gallo (a good portion of which i found all over the front of my coat this morning), grape laffy taffy (whose flavor only can be described as equal parts grape ( Read more... )

the problem with this journal is that i'm typing words and symbols that can in no way convey to you what's actually going on. real life is too real to embellish upon, right now anyway. catch me in three months when i'm composing epics to pass the time and fill the void.


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only a soul this full of happiness could know what it is to eat a porridge of wanting and raisins washed down with a carafe of despair two-four nights a week before bedtime. to know such pleasure is to know such pain. i am fine with that.

to know me is to know i'm frequently bent, but only about the seemingly insignificant things. there's a method to my impatience, intolerance, rigidity and madness, i assure you, and take severe umbrage to any litte impediment along the way. that i'm the only one aware of the specifics of this systems makes it a bit hard to adhere to, but i've not ( Read more... )

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my soul eats a sadness sandwich with a side of longing and slab of cornbread every night at midnight.


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seriously, guys, i've got no words for this. i've been trying, and truthfully, this is the best i could come up with.

i think instead of bawling and accepting defeat, both of which seem immensely appealing at present, i'm going to roll up the sleeves of my performance fleece and get this fucking thing taken care of. you know what the problem is? NO CONSISTENCY. that's exactly how this came about. if you don't know already that the extended attainment of my degree ( Read more... )

first order of business: find the $300.00 check i lost. maybe you haven't spent eighteen weeks studying the great depression and unfailingly depositing your money in the bank is your preference. i've heard it all before: banks pay you to use your money! well, i often ask myself if the risks are worth the rewards, and $.47/month isn't much of a ( Read more... )

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