Oh well. Fuck it. I just have to learn to say no. That’s fine.
Of course, this makes sense.
It would have been more accurate if it were a bunch of plastic food containers and lids, none of which match each other.
this is ourselves
“There are many things the next generation should be encouraged to be. Brilliant, exceptional, inventive, remarkable. All of this and more. But one way to stop that happening is by continuing to fragment the most tolerant societies on earth along group identity lines. And then invite people to spend their lives gazing at their navels. Or indeed at their pronouns.”
Perpetually prepared for disappointment.
Wow. First brand new alumni newsletter and there’s a spelling error on the very first line because God forbid you should let me proofread this shit before you publish it.
I’ve seen plenty of flashed penises at parties. I never mistook it for sexual assault. I took it for drunken morons behaving like drunken morons.
Oops. I just opened a Quest bar and then noticed I had half a Quest bar already open on my desk.
That’s just blasphemous.
I just really don’t wear that much makeup though.
It’s just absolutely infuriating.
You know, I really need a new pair of Chucks, but I have been putting off buying them. And then all of a sudden it hit me, maybe I’m not actually a Chucks girl. Maybe I’m really a Vans girl. Maybe my insistence on wearing Chucks all these years is actually the root of all of my existential woes. And now, I still need some new shoes, but am caught in a spiral of doubt and questioning the very basis of all of my life choices.
That’s an interesting question, and one I’m going to carry around with me for a while.
I’m mostly just avoiding reading this pointless study.
The important thing here is …
Honestly, what is Joe Biden even doing? Why is he here?
I guess I didn’t know that Danny Elfman was married to Bridget Fonda.
Or did I?
suerte suerte suerte
I should brush up on my Spanish.
I’m posting early today. I know. Try not to hurt yourself in your shock.
You’re right. I would make an excellent assassin.
Man, my desk is really dusty.
I bet people do that shit on purpose to see if anyone actually notices. Kind of like when I wear the same skirt 4 days in a row.
Well. I finally got a Reason speaker on campus. No Nick. But still cool. Go me.
I’ve been trying to read this all day, so if I link it here I can find it later.
And I’m off.