In which, I've been washing meat.
I'm hoping, hoping to make it downtown tommorrow. Again I say, hoping.
Sleeping till noon today really works out a lot of shit. Gives me lots of dreams. Sleeping in a basement really gets your back worked out. Thinking about your future, doesn't work anything out, except it's, uh, upsetting. I have no damn clue of what I am going to do in the very near future, and it's frightening and exciting all at once. I almost enjoy the uncertainty. I don't know why.
Today I went to the grocery store and looked at a lot of shit, and thought about the day I will be standing in an aisle with a basket and buying my own couscous.
I'm pretty lonely right now in a houseful of people. Half I know half I have only met once.
I hate fucking game shows and fucking praise bands and a lot of other shit.
Sleeping till noon today really works out a lot of shit. Gives me lots of dreams. Sleeping in a basement really gets your back worked out. Thinking about your future, doesn't work anything out, except it's, uh, upsetting. I have no damn clue of what I am going to do in the very near future, and it's frightening and exciting all at once. I almost enjoy the uncertainty. I don't know why.
Today I went to the grocery store and looked at a lot of shit, and thought about the day I will be standing in an aisle with a basket and buying my own couscous.
I'm pretty lonely right now in a houseful of people. Half I know half I have only met once.
I hate fucking game shows and fucking praise bands and a lot of other shit.