Exaketededly

Today I feel like an asshole, so I’m leaving work on the dot, buying a pack o’ Cs, visiting the post office and buying index cards. I’d run out to the library next to return overdue books, load up on more, bare my teeth at a librarian, and run out. Then I’m going to go somewhere overlooking water and write.

I’m going to walk the whole way because I need to work off some of this steam before I blow up. i really miss having music on the go. sometimes i wish i had an hour long daily commute to properly de-combust between home & work & play. get my game face on, yaknowwaddimean?

then i'm going home to throw out more trash. scour out my room; cleanse the soul. meditating is for lazy twats.



I hate being in an office because you get rotund assholes looking over your shoulder reading your screen for something to make chatter about while you feel like the above.


it could be much worse though.

I could be in an office where I didn’t just have this conversation with my desk bud,

S:
How old’s your lunch baby now?

M:
Grunt.

S:
Gimme some of your pregnancy prunes, I feel bloated.

M:
3 months old. I’m poisoning it one prune at a time.

S:
Got enough? I need also?

M:
Yeah, I’m going to shit the little twat out now.

Also cockstain is the best curse name ever.

fucking mondays.

projects for :)

ok.

one project at a time.

#1, soon.

Ctrl

Most people are other people.
Their thoughts someone else's opinion,
their lives a mimicry,
their passions a quotation.

Oscar Wilde

he's all sorts of awesome too!

I like reading things that punch me in the stomach.
His writing doesn’t do that to me, but it’s all sorts of technically correct.
I can learn from that.

We’re selling toilet paper here, not great truths.
But there’s a fuck you in that sentence somewhere.

si mii dai, monsieur?

last night i dreamt about work
& it was so realistic that i came (cabbed) to work this morning
& followed the brief until i realised there was no sub-brief yet
&&&&& i need a life to dream about.




also,
when there's a cap on words you can write in one headline,
sentences outside of work tend to last forever & ever & ever,
just like when an opera singer is having a last hoorah-
because it ain't over until the fat lady sings,
comprehendez?