your solar system is my condiment
yesterday was the weirdest day of my life. period.
i got blatantly stared at for an extended period of time in bart, was almost puked on in an elevator by an unstable tourist, i was plauged by a group of people sporting tacky cowboy hats all day, and we couldnt find the motherfucking love parade, which seems like something that would be easy to find since it eminates techno music and has huge floats and crazy people with glow sticks, most of whom are high off of extasy.
my whole life has seemed a little strange lately. like something that i cant put my finger on is out of place in some way. i feel unbalanced in every way possible. which probably isnt the healthiest condition to be in, but hey, you live with what you get.
i got blatantly stared at for an extended period of time in bart, was almost puked on in an elevator by an unstable tourist, i was plauged by a group of people sporting tacky cowboy hats all day, and we couldnt find the motherfucking love parade, which seems like something that would be easy to find since it eminates techno music and has huge floats and crazy people with glow sticks, most of whom are high off of extasy.
my whole life has seemed a little strange lately. like something that i cant put my finger on is out of place in some way. i feel unbalanced in every way possible. which probably isnt the healthiest condition to be in, but hey, you live with what you get.