i took myself more seriously when i was younger.now i'm less afraid.i feel like a foreigner in this wave of pop culture. watching tv, something i used to take for granted, feels like i'm spying on people. i'm not comfortable with the implication of this feeling today. it's a perverted kind of surveillence-- what's going on out there? i'm farther away from everything than i thought. maybe that's why i moved here.
i'm quite possibly drunk right now.
i hate this christmas. i was so angry today.
none of the words i write look like they're spelled correctly.
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there's plenty to hate about christmas. plenty to get angry about as well. but why not just put on a parker posey movie, pour yourself a glass of baby duck and say "fuck you world, and fuck you christmas." then descend into a puddle of self-indulgence. bk poutine is optional (and so very fattening.)
happy times!
you always know the best way to gloss over "emotional discomfort" and "feelings". thanks breadmaker. ps. we don't have bk here
besides, when i'm angry it's entertaining. and i'm never seriously unhappy anymore b/c i secretly know that i'm superior to everyone even though i've got the whole "self-depreciating, but clever and cute" thing going on. that's why it's so entertaining when i get mad.
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