moo
so. had my last final. it blew chunks the size and stench of which have never previously been seen/smelt by hoo-mahn eyes.
eyes can smell stuff too, baby.
and now, i'm all depressed and unmotivated. i think it's just general tiredness and not having a car to take me to good coffee and also michael's so's i can get more yarn. at this point, i could really use some serious yarn therapy. instead, i'm going to play harvest moon, and if that doesn't work, go upstairs and read.
i don't really feel like writing sadness like i feel because it's just pathetic. f that s, i say. f that mother f'ing s.
f.
also, f amazon right up their butts.
eyes can smell stuff too, baby.
and now, i'm all depressed and unmotivated. i think it's just general tiredness and not having a car to take me to good coffee and also michael's so's i can get more yarn. at this point, i could really use some serious yarn therapy. instead, i'm going to play harvest moon, and if that doesn't work, go upstairs and read.
i don't really feel like writing sadness like i feel because it's just pathetic. f that s, i say. f that mother f'ing s.
f.
also, f amazon right up their butts.