Today I feel like this:
It's Monday. Time to begin again. It's always amazing to me that when the work week starts on Monday, it feels like an eternity until it will be done. But before you know it, it's Friday. Sometimes I need to remind myself of that.
At least I have Friends Chill to look forward to tomorrow. Finally, I get to see my lover LoveOnAPlate.
And I heard a rumor that I might receive a special treat in the mail this week. Something about naked pictures of me...
It's Monday. Time to begin again. It's always amazing to me that when the work week starts on Monday, it feels like an eternity until it will be done. But before you know it, it's Friday. Sometimes I need to remind myself of that.
At least I have Friends Chill to look forward to tomorrow. Finally, I get to see my lover LoveOnAPlate.
And I heard a rumor that I might receive a special treat in the mail this week. Something about naked pictures of me...
I know my journal vibe is sometimes nearly unimaginably vile, but I just find it productive to release my aggression through writing. It's the antithesis of you, sometimes, I know.
But, I'm fond of you, buddy. (Yes, platonically.) And I look forward to hanging with you and everyone else tomorrow night.
(For other instances of total personality polarization in art vs. social life, refer to Mike Patton.)