i would be incredibly successful because i would be extremely prolific during the hours of midnight and 6 in the fucking morning. because that's when i go to sleep. because i am a fucking crazy person.

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

I'm wondering why life can't be more like the movies that take place in the South. Where, halfway through the film, the main character is sitting in a tree dozing, reading, just looking. Whatever. There's a fog on the horizon, and the sunlight shining through it makes everything seem warm ( Read more... )

i'm worried that i'm becoming too invested in my job. i've gotten to the point that i actually get pissed when coworkers are super lazy. like, it ruins my whole day. i don't want that place to have that much of an influence on my mood ( Read more... )

I did them.

I take back the majority of what was written, and I'm pissed at myself for every time I jotted an ambiguous one word entry. What's the point in writing something so ambiguous that no one can figure out what you mean? I don't even know what I was talking about ( Read more... )

if i posted on this thing, would anyone notice?

atlas shurgged.

also, life sucks.

that's all.

pretty much forever.

aside from the atlas shrugged part.

the darjeeling limited was incredible. i plan to see it again.

thanks for the note on the dry erase board. ...i guess.

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