it's such a bummer that losing control of your emotions only makes the entire situation worse in really embarrassing personal ways. losing control of my emotions should give me pyrokinesis.
dream job local radio show host in antarctica. good evening everyone the sun is cowardly and the wind is razors. hug the person nearest to you and breathe together alive. its snowing again all white in my eyes when i look out its like angels homecoming. rest in peace jason and tim who saw something that got smaller the more it moved toward them and went outside to check it out. whatevers going on beyond here might as well be on another planet so its a slow news day as always. i will be seeing you in an hour again please enjoy martin solveig and the dragonettes hello
the video for weird al's 'the saga begins' unsettles me bcos every time i watch it i become aware that i would probably not be able to recognise Weird Al without his distinctive hair
in one of those phases of crippling existential self-doubt where the nervous horse that controls my productivity is just lying down in the mud and won't get up. the horse is asking questions like do I deserve carrot for big jump if big jump meaningless and is it wrong to be a horse. I'm trying to goad it with compliments and treats but so far the horse won't bite, it's too busy ruminating about the cosmic value of horses
anyways good morning to fallen women, those who give into temptation, hedonists, pleasure-seekers reaping the consequences, pleasure-seekers who suffer not one consequence, addicts former and current, and goblin fruit eaters