Aug 31, 2005 13:20
Thunder rumbling outside. Clear sky, sunshine. Go figure.
I'm stressed out. Too much going on, too much at once, skin is stretched tight and holes are starting to tear. I'm sorely in need of this impending ten-day disappearance with Allison.
The weather is fucked, the world is fucked, people are fucked. Every single one of us is living the biggest, longest-sustained lie in the history of the universe. We're evil, rotten creatures, and no amount of gluttonous consumption of creature comforts is enough to erase our awareness of this fact from our minds.