This is not good. I should not be awake this early. It means I will most likely be awake until 3pm tomorrow - nearly 30 hours straight. My job is a nightmare, and it is killing me.
Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for call and response. Sometimes I will think of something to say and then I ask myself: is it worth it? And it just isn’t.
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| — | No One Belongs Here More Than You, Miranda July (via fawun) |
There’s nothing like an extended trip to Wal-Mart to reaffirm your disdain for the general populace.
While I’m here…
I’m getting pretty sick of capitalism, and this stupid country. I don’t understand how someone who has done everything right could be getting dicked this hard. I went to South Park Mall earlier. I don’t know why. I couldn’t afford the shit they sell. I was almost embarrassed to be there. Fucking bourgeois teens running around in Burberry and Lacoste. All these U.S.companies selling out to China (I’m looking at you Smithfield), cities selling out public jobs to make a quick buck (what up Chicago) and still be going bankrupt anyway. Then these IRS motherfuckers spending $4 million dollars on a stupid conference and some stupid-ass videos, and I get a strongly-worded email when I try to expense a nice dinner on the road. And let’s not mention the $5k paycut I took so I could keep doing my job, so the execs and CEO’s can keep making their millions of dollars, and their fucking kids can keep wearing Burberry and Ralph Lauren to all the malls I can’t afford to shop at.
/rant
Sorry, I’m just really disappointed in the current state of affairs, personal and otherwise.
I wonder how many times I’ve just been sitting, wondering what I should do next and come up with nothing. It happened a few minutes ago, and I still don’t have an answer. I don’t even want to be posting this.
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
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| — | Kurt Vonnegut (via ballato) |
