saturn1

i got locked in the film closet today. complete fucking darkness, and since i was done loading my film i didn't have anything to preoccupy me. so my only-child imagination started going into overdrive and i could feel all the weird bugs and shit that i was convinced must've been in there. banging the door and shaking the doorknob while screaming 'hello' didn't prove to get help from a single fucking person since they weren't there, but it did break the doorknob and free me from my dark hell! i inspected it for bugs in the daylight. there were none.

now, i am starting this week with a shiny, happy attitude. if it sucks like the previous two have i am quitting life and will commence with {i tried to make that shit proper but commence is seeming less like an english word the more i think about it} hermit-dom in my room, watching 'cosby show' reruns.