shit. I just erased my long-ass emotional journal entry where I try to sort out my feelings about the corporation , etc. I am too annoyed to do it again now. maybe I'll writew in my real jounal instead, i don't really feel like looking at the computer now, I'm mad at myself and torn apart by the tragedy of the world. everything matters, everything! and i don't knwo how I can find the energy and the will to exert the amount of ocontrol necessary to feel I am doing something to save my world and my goddamn bleeding-heart liberal starry-eyed ideals...
imagine elk grazing in the wild dripping rainforest sprouted up beside rockefeller center... i'm enraged by by own willful innattention to the fate of my world. I don't know how to find the proper balance. argh. existential crisis!
in othe rnews: last night brad was naming the germs and making up little voices for them as they died while I was brushing my teeth and spitting 'em down the drain. it was really fuckin funny. I got toothpaste all over him and me and the bathroom... mmmm love.
imagine elk grazing in the wild dripping rainforest sprouted up beside rockefeller center... i'm enraged by by own willful innattention to the fate of my world. I don't know how to find the proper balance. argh. existential crisis!
in othe rnews: last night brad was naming the germs and making up little voices for them as they died while I was brushing my teeth and spitting 'em down the drain. it was really fuckin funny. I got toothpaste all over him and me and the bathroom... mmmm love.
Don't lose those "goddamn bleeding-heart liberal starry-eyed ideals..." they are part of who you are (did that sound as corny as I think it did haha)
I loved this entry you are witty as well as pretty, thanks for the laugh.
Nuckinya
[Edited on Aug 10, 2004 6:16PM]