last day in the warehouse. yarryarryarr! no more freezing thighs. no more country music/mexican radio. no more client updates and product tracking and gallery requests ( Read more... )

it's a pointless day! i'm gonna get a job at a used bookstore for the summer. and i'm gonna get what i deserve.

sometimes i feel like i'd be more interesting if i were complicated.
like tenderly brilliant with a debilitating mental disorder.
i just watched the devil and daniel johnston.
ooh mystery and intrigue.

why is everybody dying right now? and you can't blame it on a generation reaching it's time, because they've all been ridiculously young. 18 years old, 21, and 28? seriously? are you kidding me? and now 5 years old? it's just not....fuck. god dammit. give them a fucking chance, seriously.

i think i'd like to fall in love with ira glass. we'd discuss complicated things and retell heartwarming stories and remove ourselves from judgement. we'd be sickly objective ( Read more... )

okay! i'm ready! let's go! let'sgolet'sgolet'sgolet'sgo ( Read more... )

somtimes i wish that i found dane cook as funny as i did when i was in 9th grade. but now he's just redundant and annoying. he's that guy at the party that slovenly makes a joke about every word that comes out of your mouth and he's found the perfect inflection that can make anything funny. he strings you along for a while and soon enough all you ( Read more... )

sometimes i will stumble across a musician or a band that just blows me away in everything they do. in their composition, their dynamic, their lyrical genius, their talent. and then i'll get obsessed and go ahead and read every lyric for every song they've ever written. and then i wonder what the hell i'm doing. i feel worthless and all i can do is ( Read more... )

is cold. and constantly playing the mexican radio. and the radio dj's for some reason are always laughing about something that i suppose has something to do with cats because they laugh, then they play a kitten sound effect, and then they laugh a lot. if my ears weren't so lazy i'd listen harder and try to translate, but i should be doing work ( Read more... )

i really should go to sleep soon. 8 oclock isn't really that early to wake up, but i hate waking up to an alarm. and the later i go to sleep, the earlier 8 am feels. but anywho. i was playing my graduation song today and i had the most bizarre sensation or desire or whatever to be back at that exact moment. singing that song to those people that i ( Read more... )