“Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers….. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life….. But why would I want to do a thing like that?”
Must, feel, better, by, Friday…… This is my current mantra.
Going to see Autumn tonight. Yay! Perhaps I can actully sleep tonight.
I have been sleeping poorly the last two nights. Last night, I must have woken up a billion times, or more like 25-30. It was insane.
Weird dreams too. Made no sense. Must get sleep…..ZZZzzzzzZZZZZ………
As I may have mentioned before, I’m apparently a Brown alumni.. So this is the kinda crap I get in my inbox.
Is it spam if they think you’re someone else? I also apparently work in Germany as a lab researcher and volunteer for the fire dept. in North Carolina. I know.. I’m very busy.
———- Forwarded message ———- From: Alpert Medical School Events Date: Wed, Mar 10, 2010 at 11:43 AM Subject: INVITATION | The Eleventh Annual Barnes Lectureship To:
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