independence smells like dirrrrty laundry....really.
my immediate future is becomming clearer and clearer
while the status quo is kind of fuzzy and distant and superficial feeling
it's like i've got a two week purgatory period
(purgatory in the sense that i feel the need to do absolutely nothing
and i feel.... really...nothing about it. i found myself watching pee-wee's playhouse
at 2 a.m. and nikki and nathan's one night
i couldn't even figure out what the hell was going on...
but maybe that's just the nature of the show
all i could do was think "how frightened must those kids be of paul reubens....seriously?")
before i can start life again
but i'm realllllly stoked about it.
[i don't even mind the stoicness of working at monical's- as much as i hate my job it makes time flyyyy]
the end.