Notes to Self
I can't find the stack of unposted Christmas Cards. This is starting to get annoying.
I am not allowed to respond to sneering teenagers' cries of "You don't understand me!" with a philosophical debate on how, due to the egocentric nature of human perception, I not only don't; I never will.
Reading horrificially bad porn is a reminder that even asexuality doesn't off-set the ability to do better than "Gallant suitor trusting[sic] lightly in and out".
Also, pretension is not a replacement for literacy or the ability to weave a good story.
If you take away personal consicousness, all that remains of a person is really the impressions they left on other people. I need to start contributing more to friendships.
I am still not employed and starting to get desperate.
Hiding under the covers until the future goes away is not the solution I think it is.
I am not allowed to respond to sneering teenagers' cries of "You don't understand me!" with a philosophical debate on how, due to the egocentric nature of human perception, I not only don't; I never will.
Reading horrificially bad porn is a reminder that even asexuality doesn't off-set the ability to do better than "Gallant suitor trusting[sic] lightly in and out".
Also, pretension is not a replacement for literacy or the ability to weave a good story.
If you take away personal consicousness, all that remains of a person is really the impressions they left on other people. I need to start contributing more to friendships.
I am still not employed and starting to get desperate.
Hiding under the covers until the future goes away is not the solution I think it is.