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my days are getting shorter and that's ok with me. my days are turning into these almost pleasant stages where every face is either warm or cold, and some are much much warmer than others. and it's these faces that make it worthwhile. because while the nights are spent staring at a computer screen and listening to slow sad uplifting songs and trying to get the lighting just right, they're not enough. i can be all right if i'm alone, but i don't want to be. i need someone here. and i have a pretty good idea of who to invite. the problem really lies in why, i guess.
the whole idea of time-for-time might have seemed smart at first, but one would think that they would catch on to how dumb it really is. then again, i must reconsider where i live.
i like the kids who laugh at other kids because their parents told them to. yeah. those kids are my favorites.
i'm liking bukowski.
i'm reeling tonight in with gin & juice. i think snoop would be proud.
mister christmas optimistic