i need to go to the store to get some sleep, because i've run out of sleep.
on my birthday, i want someone to come into my room and put on "happy birthday" by the beatles on my record player to wake me up. really. i will pay you. because that would be an awesome birthday.
it's alcohol in the morning and caffeine at night. (still being used properly: one for partying and one for staying awake. if you never look up you'll never get dizzy, and if you don't close your eyes and hold your breath and down it you'll never spin around and around and around like you want to. so you'll just do it. you want to do it so you can only think in the moment because forgetting is meant as a convenience. why else? no one likes wringing out their insides and the contents of their stomachs over a balcony unless they got a night of good sex and good music and even better obliviousness out of it. this is what he meant by forgetting) this never was a real problem, and it never will be. as long as everyone keeps quiet about it.
i don't like the taste of liquor so i have to remember everything all the time. but i do like the taste of coffee so i am the one staying up all night and worrying about you. while you're out being busy and forgetful.
i am glad i know the difference between its and it's and your and you're. if there was a game show where you could win money for knowing the least about recent pop culture, i would totally be the fucking champ. because all i watch is the news and bbc america and i didn't know what (who) g-unit was until about 3 weeks ago. but i did just make a mix with "get low" right next to "le le low". i thought this was clever. i don't particularly like either song, though.
i bought sx-70 film for my old polaroid and it doesn't work. this is disheartening. i bought slide film (ELITE CHROME!), too, and on the box it says, "PROCESS PROMPTLY", and frankly, i feel a little rushed. so i said to that box that i would process my slide film whenever i damn well pleased. if you can't already tell, today was weird. i feel like going somewhere and paying $60 to ride on roller-coasters all day. but not by myself. but not with anyone else. unless it was courtney, because she likes me and roller-coasters. but she has to write essays about how the world will end and stuff.
it's alcohol in the morning and caffeine at night. (still being used properly: one for partying and one for staying awake. if you never look up you'll never get dizzy, and if you don't close your eyes and hold your breath and down it you'll never spin around and around and around like you want to. so you'll just do it. you want to do it so you can only think in the moment because forgetting is meant as a convenience. why else? no one likes wringing out their insides and the contents of their stomachs over a balcony unless they got a night of good sex and good music and even better obliviousness out of it. this is what he meant by forgetting) this never was a real problem, and it never will be. as long as everyone keeps quiet about it.
i don't like the taste of liquor so i have to remember everything all the time. but i do like the taste of coffee so i am the one staying up all night and worrying about you. while you're out being busy and forgetful.
i am glad i know the difference between its and it's and your and you're. if there was a game show where you could win money for knowing the least about recent pop culture, i would totally be the fucking champ. because all i watch is the news and bbc america and i didn't know what (who) g-unit was until about 3 weeks ago. but i did just make a mix with "get low" right next to "le le low". i thought this was clever. i don't particularly like either song, though.
i bought sx-70 film for my old polaroid and it doesn't work. this is disheartening. i bought slide film (ELITE CHROME!), too, and on the box it says, "PROCESS PROMPTLY", and frankly, i feel a little rushed. so i said to that box that i would process my slide film whenever i damn well pleased. if you can't already tell, today was weird. i feel like going somewhere and paying $60 to ride on roller-coasters all day. but not by myself. but not with anyone else. unless it was courtney, because she likes me and roller-coasters. but she has to write essays about how the world will end and stuff.