changing jobs. more work. more cash. more rigor. less bullshit. more sleep. less drinking. no smoking. new car. clean clothes. more meetings. more learning. less wallowing. more bitching. less boredom. more responsibility. more tolerance. less worry. more worry.
i will be utterly perfect soon. as soon as i turn 30. right? what is adulthood?
as my mother refuses to let me forget, my first words were "my do it". i have kind of done it. but we will see if I can sustain. anyway. it is new, and there is something to be said for that.
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It seems "[she] has a all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire." (Churchill)
new is the new old.
perfection, by all apperances, is a relic of the future.
and you, you have sentenced yourself to punctuation.
Hey Anon, you seen Inland Empire? "I just wait for tomorrow so I can find out what yesterday was all about. I ain't never been too keen on tomorrow. And today's slippin' by."
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