I'm always in a rush now. Trying to get to work as fast as I can. Trying to get home as fast as I can. Taking all the shortcuts (that aren't so short after all). Watching the clock, waiting for it to hit 12:30, or 1:30, or 3:00.
While I'm riding my bike, "MOVE ************," to the bird in my path.
I had three near death experiences on the freeway today.
I yell at red lights and drivers who obey the speed limit.
I used to have a lot of patience. I used to be present. What's happening to me?
Monday, June 27, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Pineapple
There's a pineapple on my kitchen counter.
I looked at it and thought to myself, "if I could live in a fruit, I would live in a pineapple."
Then I realized that Spongebob already does and that would make me unoriginal.
Being original is very important to me and my generation.
The end.
I looked at it and thought to myself, "if I could live in a fruit, I would live in a pineapple."
Then I realized that Spongebob already does and that would make me unoriginal.
Being original is very important to me and my generation.
The end.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Multitasking
I'm sitting here in my parents house, where I live, with a stomachache, eating frosting out of a bowl, and chatting with some dude on okcupid about my post-college lack of career goals. Livin' the American dream right here.
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