October 2010
8 posts
I like to look out windows longingly while listening to indie music. Especially when there’s fog on the glass and it’s the season of Fall.
May the Mass times Acceleration be with you.
I can’t remember why I felt ripped off.
And I only did about a quarter of what the to-do list had on it.
I just want to be a hipster, drive a tiny car, have a pretentious job and a pretentious apartment and ski for the rest of my life. Cause you know what they say, Being a Dickhead’s cool.
I’m feeling a tad ripped off.
I like making To-Do lists.
Do you know what’s funny?
Blogging.
Uh, yeah, hello? Is this the MGM?
There’s a fly on the fly paper in the kitchen. He was just caught. He’s caught by the legs so his wings can still move. He’s surrounded by flies just like him, whom are dead or soon to be. I’m in the next room over and I could hear his wings buzzing as hard as he could make them. He knows he’s going to die. The buzzing just stopped. That means one of two things....
