FUCK

I've decided that I've been crying too much lately. And rather than cry about THIS and continuing the pattern, I have a few FUCK YOUs to hand out.

BEING SICK- I'm not gonna deal with it, I'm just gonna numb the pain by self-medicating. And an extra FUCK YOU to carpal tunnel.
RAIN- It's wet. And cold.
FRIENDS WHO DON'T CARE- Please, just let me know if you have ever or will ever give a fuck about me. Let me know if I'm wasting time, energy and sanity on a hopeless cause.
DISTANCE BETWEEN LOS ANGELES AND PORTLAND- enough said.
LIGHTS THAT GO OUT WHEN YOU DON'T WANT THEM TO- Someone please fix my desk lamp. Or tell me where I can buy a new bulb cheaply.
BATTERY- Why has apple not yet invented a battery with an unlimited life that charges itself??? Why has Steve jobs not yet found someone to rip this off of? i really don't like when my ipod dies right in the middle of Beck's Derelict. Get on it!!!
FINALS- I'm scared shitless. Why can't I just sleep through the next two weeks and pretend they don't matter?


I feel much better