this is only sort of about self lubrication

Apr 25, 2006 23:40

I miss everyone. I wish I had someone to talk to right now. it's really lame, but every night I get really fucking, inconquerably lonely. this is, I presume, part of why I am so useless. this is why I pay $3.00/gallon for gas twice a week to fill up so I can make it somewhere to sleep anywhere but alone. what is emptiness? it is when everyone hates you and no one likes you. part of why I don't burn bridges, almost ever.
it is almost midnight. I have been up for 14 hours, and what did I do? not much. I made lots of food for myself. gathered a little trivial information, learned about taxes and tax brackets. made some progress on a ring, prepared myself to construct cuff links. made about $38 (that's a little more than a tank of gas and a six pack of beer). bought a cd, swore a lot, and took a slightly more desolate route home.

does life end when you stop being fascinated with common things? it might for me.

a man was shot by the police on Capitol Hill tonight. I could/would have been within 200 yards of the scene had I not worked (~20 miles) south of there tonight.

I really forgot what I was writing here. I'm sorry, this is the first thing I've added to this entry in the last 25 minutes, and I think that warrants a conclusion.
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