how i chose to spend my day off
today i had the entire day off of work. like, i could do whatever i wanted for a whole day. this idea has become foreign to me. so, i went with paul to lindburgers and had a tasty (greasy) cheeseburger and went to walmart and publix (like any weekend). then i went with my mother to some ridiculous jewelry party, mostly so i could see a friend who was down for spring break. t
so, at this "party", there were about twenty other women, all much older than me. and all ready to have a few drinks and buy some crappy catalogue jewelry. i had to leave the room because being around all of those strangers was making me anxious and one of the said strangers sees me alone and says "don't be alone." i told her all of the people were making me kind of anxious. so she says "have a drink and it'll pass." it's nice to know that american women think the solution to every porblem is to drink it away or buy stupid shit to forget. spend money or intoxicate yourself. nice.
i bought vampire weekend. and the DELUXE across the universe soundtrack. i am currently in a state of perpetual orgasm.
back to the work week. (BLAH)
ps. on my only night off from the ice cream club, who comes into the store but JIMMY FALLON. i wanted to shoot myself. AND he left a twenty dollar tip. fuck me.
so, at this "party", there were about twenty other women, all much older than me. and all ready to have a few drinks and buy some crappy catalogue jewelry. i had to leave the room because being around all of those strangers was making me anxious and one of the said strangers sees me alone and says "don't be alone." i told her all of the people were making me kind of anxious. so she says "have a drink and it'll pass." it's nice to know that american women think the solution to every porblem is to drink it away or buy stupid shit to forget. spend money or intoxicate yourself. nice.
i bought vampire weekend. and the DELUXE across the universe soundtrack. i am currently in a state of perpetual orgasm.
back to the work week. (BLAH)
ps. on my only night off from the ice cream club, who comes into the store but JIMMY FALLON. i wanted to shoot myself. AND he left a twenty dollar tip. fuck me.