Sunday, 27 July 2008

• Everything Is Temporary These Days

  I don't feel like constructing paragraphs or rational thoughts today.

  Working sans ipod is tantamount to torture.
  My cubicle at work is coincidently positioned exactly the same as my cubicle at work three years ago.
  Working in a cubicle is cool because it makes me feel more like a corporate slave.
  Alot of the time I wished I lived in England instead of America.
  That is mostly because the music in England is cool.
  The TV is better here.
  Apparently the Long Island Iced Teas I make myself are 20 times more potent than those acquired at bars.
  I feel like liquified death.
  It kind of blows not having a home in Nederland anymore.
  Having my parents in Conroe is a positive though.
  I like the smell of vanilla.
  That's why I have 3 vanilla air fresheners.
  It reminds me of cream soda.
  I used to drink cream soda all the time.
  I don't know if I'm a good person at heart.
  But I'm decent.
  I wish it was socially acceptable to wear sunglasses constantly.
  And sweatpants.
  Even though I don't really ever wear sweatpants.
  I prefer shorts.
  I like when bands sing songs about stuff other than love.
  Like working or going out.
  The passenger side window in my car is broken.
  It won't go down.
  I wanted to roll it down the other day to insult a jay walker.
  And I want to roll it down sometimes to throw my gum out.
  When I lay with my laptop on my chest, my hand goes numb after a while.
  I think I have carpal tunnel.
  People complaining about gas prices pisses me off.
  Pomegranate juice is way more expensive than gas.
  All my life I've wanted to be a vigilante.
  I wonder if you could take a shot of gasoline and still live.
  I should pay a bum to try that.
  
  P.S. - I want this.
  

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