WARNING: time low. you have 10 minutes.....
lets see how far this gets me.
not much - heh- has really been going on. last week over a beer with kathy, i decided to quit my second job and enjoy what little time i have during the nights to get in my summer in maine. since it only lasts for about 2 months. no more shitty jobs ive decided and also, i think a new living situation is in store for the winter months... i just have to find roomies.
eh.
its hot out.
im in the process of making a misery wall in my room. its going to be clippings from newspapers displaying the sick gut wrenching world events. i feel incredibly guilty, a part of me, to be going to my shit ass job where i only have to deal with peoples petty food complaints.. in actuality my job is lovely and work with those i love. i dont have to deal with car or suicide bombings in downtown portland. my worries are secluded to my psycho schizo friend coming to shoot my at my workplace when im 30 and my shoes getting soaked in the rain.
oh. and dictator bush.
but for real, waking to those photos will be a grounding reminder of everything else that is going on outside of my reality.
this afternoon includes, making a mixtape of love songs/goodbyes for a good friend/slight crush. its time to let that shit ride on by(e)... going to the bookstore to research trees for my half sleeve planned this fall, and eating something with tofu in it. mmmmm. tofu........
times up.
byebye butterflies.
lets see how far this gets me.
not much - heh- has really been going on. last week over a beer with kathy, i decided to quit my second job and enjoy what little time i have during the nights to get in my summer in maine. since it only lasts for about 2 months. no more shitty jobs ive decided and also, i think a new living situation is in store for the winter months... i just have to find roomies.
eh.
its hot out.
im in the process of making a misery wall in my room. its going to be clippings from newspapers displaying the sick gut wrenching world events. i feel incredibly guilty, a part of me, to be going to my shit ass job where i only have to deal with peoples petty food complaints.. in actuality my job is lovely and work with those i love. i dont have to deal with car or suicide bombings in downtown portland. my worries are secluded to my psycho schizo friend coming to shoot my at my workplace when im 30 and my shoes getting soaked in the rain.
oh. and dictator bush.
but for real, waking to those photos will be a grounding reminder of everything else that is going on outside of my reality.
this afternoon includes, making a mixtape of love songs/goodbyes for a good friend/slight crush. its time to let that shit ride on by(e)... going to the bookstore to research trees for my half sleeve planned this fall, and eating something with tofu in it. mmmmm. tofu........
times up.
byebye butterflies.