okay what is up with this centrifical force of tyrannical humidity? the stank ass still air seeps up my orifices in an unimaginably pestilential way. speaking of pests, WEDNESDAY IS THE MOST FRUSTRATING DAY OF THE WEEK. you're the one night stand that calls 2 days later with some inticing date invitation. stop fucking with my head, get out of my life because friday has ingenius style and way better musical judgement (and a hybrid).
i wore my favorites today
work makes me want to regress to the womb. it is like hitting your shin with a cement block completely by accident. the shock value is fresh even after 2 and a half years. i am reluctant to talk about my job because of its selfless nature and superiority. if i did i'd make you all feel like ununionized walmart workers sharing java chip frapuccinos on your thirty minute lunch break.
observation 9/10
nerd girl cliques are unique because they all share the primordial quest for excitement, debauchery and eternal innocence. they embody the paradox of inadequate commoner sass. by early adulthood they should have fully developed a tasteless addiction to top 40 music and charlotte russe. one day they will go to space and get tenderly inebriated. it will be their boss' birthday or a friend's bachelorette celebration. why else would they leave the comfort of kendall's second-teir suburbs? then, upon arrival and settlement they will tell eccentric stories and amplified details of the truth to create a compelling version of their mundane reality: dennys with the girls and myspace photos for all.
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