Friday, December 30, 2011

elementary story writing

i severely need to get my shit together, but i can't remember how. or why. or who, what, where, or when.

kinda like how the six o'clock news forgets those same [w]h's every night when i have to listen to a horribly reported story about a dog having to sleep outside overnight or some other bullshit nonsense that in no way impacts the world or anything in it except maybe that dog which might be a little peeved and somewhat-rightfully so except not really cause you're a fucking dog so get over it already, jeez.

that is what the world feels like every minute of every day of most weeks in all months starting with 'd' and maybe possibly 'j' too, but we'll have to wait a little while to find out about those ones. definitely 'd's though, that one you can put down for sure.


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