imagine my voice saying these words; then take another xanax.

shitfest.

so i have the flu.  it sucks.  like the thowing up, the evil coming out everywhere flu. did i say i have the flu? i think i just mean the evil.

apparently, this is going around.

i applied to a job i really want today.  who knows what that means.  i applied to it with one eye cracked open, no glasses on, and what i hoped was real clicking and not random clicking.  i can’t wait until someone from the nazi party calls me: “we heard you were interested in the position?”  great.

let me tell you something about moving. it sucks too.

but ginger ale? Jesus made it. the water into wine thing? not true. water into ginger ale.