glottal stop
Oct. 12th, 2010 04:14 amI know. I KNOW. Why am I updating so much? To whom do I speak? Where does the ocean go? skitter skatter skoot ------
It must be some sort of latent memory resurgence... holding pattern... behavior. Like, I am gathering up armfuls of Leo Di'o pictures, which is basically what I did for an intense month during my first year. I really cannot tell how well I'm doing. I don't want to headbutt an oncoming train, but I don't start feeling terrible until at least halfway through the quarter.
I realized that basically what I want out of life is for people to write meta about me. I am fucking murderously self-involved.
There is this one spot on my left arm that always grows white hairs. I keep pulling them out, and more white hairs! That same spot, every single time! Now you know.
Probably the thing that exacerbates my natural tendencies toward needless depression and bullshit the most is the fact that I'm alone a lot of the time. I have been self-obsessing hardcore about my body lately. It's so stupid.
It must be some sort of latent memory resurgence... holding pattern... behavior. Like, I am gathering up armfuls of Leo Di'o pictures, which is basically what I did for an intense month during my first year. I really cannot tell how well I'm doing. I don't want to headbutt an oncoming train, but I don't start feeling terrible until at least halfway through the quarter.
I realized that basically what I want out of life is for people to write meta about me. I am fucking murderously self-involved.
There is this one spot on my left arm that always grows white hairs. I keep pulling them out, and more white hairs! That same spot, every single time! Now you know.
Probably the thing that exacerbates my natural tendencies toward needless depression and bullshit the most is the fact that I'm alone a lot of the time. I have been self-obsessing hardcore about my body lately. It's so stupid.
