April 16, 2006

9:54 p.m.


gross

i pulled up my blinds, and when i let them down again, i realized i had crushed a spider between the slats. it disgusts me. and it makes me kind of sad.

lately when i've been unhappy or stressed i find myself wishing i was in florida. or anywhere. life is just easier when you're tired and you sleep, you're hungry and you eat, you're awake and you exercise, and if not any of those things, you play on the beach. i don't think i've ever felt as physically well as i did when i was working out 6 hours a day.

even if everybody says you can't make a life out of utopia. even if it'd make me the equivalent of a well-cared-for, healthy pet animal or something. argh, i don't give a damn.

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