i’m still really frustrated and nervous about my job. and it makes me feel nauseous and sick every time i think about it.
Everyone’s a liar. Fuck that. I hope they’re unsuccessful, unemployed, gaining weight, and have contracted at least one uncomfortable (but not life threatening, I am not a monster) STD.
Seriously. I wish them the worst in life, because I am a petty, bitter, shell of a human being. And that’s totally alright with me.
gym this morning, followed by The Girl Who Played With Fire at the kendall…
so far we’re going to see (in no particular order):
- jamie lidell
- broken social scene
- massive attack
- margaret cho
- lcd soundsystem
- the xx
I AM OVERCOME WITH GLEE!!!
it is FUCKING AWESOME!
dear matthew morrison, please keep your shirt on at ALL TIMES.
the synopsis makes me wonder, ‘how in the fuck is this a book?’: woman is suffering first world problems, cheats on husband, breaks up with lover, goes on a year-long vacation…blah blah blah.
thanks, but no thanks.
FUCK YEAH! FUCK FUCK YEAH!