a flashback from the prior weekend was all (falling asleep while smoking, waking up at 5am only too find myself in the same clothes, fully dressed, vomit bed, vomit hair. ETC.)
i guess the neutralness, daria-esque 'whatever' attitude peaked mid week when i dropped alot of shit, broke alot of shit and generally realised that on the whole i spend way more time at my elusive workplace than i do in my dreamboat bed. pish.
then friday came, i thought id bail, but i turned out too be as keen as mustard and now its all (party, embarrasing music taste, staying up late, making sandwiches when drunk and injuring yrself with kitchen implements, riding under the influence!!)
i guess everyone gets all brooding, fucking hate everyone, lame, lame lame stage.
but its nice when its all sunshine, sunsets, kittens, cougars.
in conclusion everythings actually alright, pretty medium rare sometimes but in the end, YOU ARE OKAY.
plus, if you have a copious range of bagels and condiments yr pretty much set for anything. "CHILL THE F*** OUT, HAVE A F***ING BAGEL DUDE.. geeze"
then we will always have super great times. THE END.
yrs sincerly, NME
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