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this is the first night in weeks i haven't passed out at 10pm from lillet, a bottle of wine, benedryl, and melatonin. oddly, i woke up at 4am unable to fall back asleep.
the city wanted to put a transit stop shelter in front of our building. the president of our HOA emailed the transit planner and was like "No." the HOA President had an email name that was different than his real name. I found out that he's a jazz singer and he's originally from Cincinnati. blond hair, blue eyes, 50 year old white man, and ready to sing the blues.
so the transit planner. i totally interviewed for that job. with the sustainable streets division. and i was SO opposed to the shelter going in front of MY building. i am going to write my own email to the planner tomorrow about why it is a bad idea.
derek has been bringing up marriage. i'd be fine with it if he didn't feel so strongly about monogamy. i watched some '80s movie with Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep. two divorced people who live the fancy life. they get married. flip a house. pop out kids. jack nicholson "cheats". meryl gets fed up with it. lame. it's only cheating if you consider it some game. fuck romance. it's the economical decision.
derek is totally over transit, and he's getting a car. i'm secretly excited about it. what's happening to me? a year ago i loathed cars so much that i couldn't even talk. and as much as i care about making life better for more people, i get so annoyed and disgusted with the people on the streets. it's not that i want them to continue living uncomfortable lives that i'd never want to live. it's not that i don't want to help them. because i'm pretty sure that i spend at least 40 hours a week trying to solve the problem. but i'm getting too old for this shit. bitch, we're getting a car. and a fucking fancy one.
i tried to resist, but i watched every season on drag race and most of drag u, and the only music i've been listening to is rupaul. i don't even knoooow why i'm responding to it.
oh, not true. chad valley.
i am more into film than music these days. derek jarman's sebastiane has inspired me beyond.
ouch. i sneezed and it pulled all of the muscles in my upper arms and lower neck.
the benedryl is kicking in. i'm going to bed
the city wanted to put a transit stop shelter in front of our building. the president of our HOA emailed the transit planner and was like "No." the HOA President had an email name that was different than his real name. I found out that he's a jazz singer and he's originally from Cincinnati. blond hair, blue eyes, 50 year old white man, and ready to sing the blues.
so the transit planner. i totally interviewed for that job. with the sustainable streets division. and i was SO opposed to the shelter going in front of MY building. i am going to write my own email to the planner tomorrow about why it is a bad idea.
derek has been bringing up marriage. i'd be fine with it if he didn't feel so strongly about monogamy. i watched some '80s movie with Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep. two divorced people who live the fancy life. they get married. flip a house. pop out kids. jack nicholson "cheats". meryl gets fed up with it. lame. it's only cheating if you consider it some game. fuck romance. it's the economical decision.
derek is totally over transit, and he's getting a car. i'm secretly excited about it. what's happening to me? a year ago i loathed cars so much that i couldn't even talk. and as much as i care about making life better for more people, i get so annoyed and disgusted with the people on the streets. it's not that i want them to continue living uncomfortable lives that i'd never want to live. it's not that i don't want to help them. because i'm pretty sure that i spend at least 40 hours a week trying to solve the problem. but i'm getting too old for this shit. bitch, we're getting a car. and a fucking fancy one.
i tried to resist, but i watched every season on drag race and most of drag u, and the only music i've been listening to is rupaul. i don't even knoooow why i'm responding to it.
oh, not true. chad valley.
i am more into film than music these days. derek jarman's sebastiane has inspired me beyond.
ouch. i sneezed and it pulled all of the muscles in my upper arms and lower neck.
the benedryl is kicking in. i'm going to bed