was a bit more low key than some years, but still successful at the very least. there was some food (chinese for the holiday, natch), some booze, an dsome mild frolicking.
it’s really nice in the city when everyone is gone, the streets are quiet, the stores are empty. of course, then black friday hits and it’s like AVOID THE FUCK OUT OF HUMANITY!
avoid avoid avoid.
the point is:
god bless car bombs.
there are about a million and one things running through my head, and i go a little crazy only having myself to talk to about them all.
because having conversations with yourself makes you a tad crazy after a while.
i’m tired of bouncing thoughts around my own brain, it’s getting cluttered. and lonely.
(something to keep my mind off the fact that everything is complete asscrackers today)
we’ll see if i can come up with anything else…today is extra shitty.
i’ve plowed through 4 books in the last 2.5 days. i’m going to finish another today/tomorrow (that i started this afternoon).
i am flush with literature. and it’s making me so happy.
of course, i do occasionally freak out about what book to read NEXT…but i haven’t had an issue like that in quite a long while.
i can’t even remember when.
