sugah
yesterday just sucked so bad. and so did today. my mom's drving makes me sick. it's like being on a rollercoaster. only it lasts for about an hour and a half. i have to clean out my car and my room and my "work area" in the living room, which consists of my laptop and a teetering stack of "filed" papers strategically placed on the top of an empty, abandoned new balance shoebox that was never given a proper burial. and then i have to figure out why my thyme isn't growing. maybe cos i left it in the pouring rain in its early stages of infancy. fuck it, i'm gonna just play sims and take a power nap. and you know what the worst part of my weekend was? i had a magazine set aside with an article of nick cave and my aunt gave it to my grandmother without asking me, and then my grandmother threw it out. in the matter of about 4 hours. what the fuck? its like you turn around and the fucking thing is already at the recycling center. sometimes i feel like nick cave and then i remember... i'm not australian...