…and black stuff.
the past weekend may have been, quite possibly, one of the bestest weekends ever. like, in the history of weekends and such. and yes, i may be at job #2 right now, but honestly, it feels like a three-day weekend for me. really, it does. because i’m not at the evil, debilitating, soul-sucking job #1. because i’m in — theoretical — walking distance from home. because i will not be trying to get to the gym at unholy o’clock tonight & running out of time. because i actually fucking slept last night.
in fact, i slept saturday night as well. i.fucking.slept. like, unconscious & restful & shit. awesome. i had nearly forgotten what sleep is like, man.
mine :
