it'll all work out
So I am covered in mosquito bites. I have one on my forehead that looks like a giant zit. But it's actually just a mosquito bite. I think it will look much better tomorrow.
I've started smoking more. Because I like it. And because, why the hell not. Life is short. That is a good thing. It will be better shorter. Just by like ten years. So I will die at 70 instead of 80. Who gives a fuck. I am going to go smoke a cigarette right now.
It is amazing how much the environment affects well-being. I am so fucking happy here, it is ridiculous. Even people I thought were assholes I am starting to like a lot. (People I liked a lot are starting to be assholes . . . but that's a different story). But for real. I feel completely like myself here. I am becoming hard again, I like that better in myself. I think Sasha made me want to be pretty and nice. But now I can be ugly and mean. This is better.
I've stopped doing my laundry. I've decided I'm going to wear every article of clothing I own before doing my laundry. Multiple times too, I've just started leaving my clothes on the ground. I might buy a house. But then again, I might not. I miss you guys. Come stay with me.
I am going to go kick Aristotle's ass in Starbucks while my oil is being changed.
I've started smoking more. Because I like it. And because, why the hell not. Life is short. That is a good thing. It will be better shorter. Just by like ten years. So I will die at 70 instead of 80. Who gives a fuck. I am going to go smoke a cigarette right now.
It is amazing how much the environment affects well-being. I am so fucking happy here, it is ridiculous. Even people I thought were assholes I am starting to like a lot. (People I liked a lot are starting to be assholes . . . but that's a different story). But for real. I feel completely like myself here. I am becoming hard again, I like that better in myself. I think Sasha made me want to be pretty and nice. But now I can be ugly and mean. This is better.
I've stopped doing my laundry. I've decided I'm going to wear every article of clothing I own before doing my laundry. Multiple times too, I've just started leaving my clothes on the ground. I might buy a house. But then again, I might not. I miss you guys. Come stay with me.
I am going to go kick Aristotle's ass in Starbucks while my oil is being changed.
posted by naomo | 9:52 AM
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Don't be too mean Naomi. And don't smoke too many cigarettes. I've decided that living to be really old is no great achievement and can actually be a curse, but having smoker voice when you are 35 is not sexy. Neither is getting winded when you go for a jog. Not that they are any healthier but maybe you should smoke cigars. You savor them longer and they can be quite aromatic. Cigarettes you just suck down like little heroin sticks for the nicotine buzz.
Also, watch out for west nile. You may not want to live forever, but it would suck really bad if you died before I got to go visit you in Indiana. Then we'd have to wait until Jesus came back to hang out again. I really don't want to wait that long.
I am going to be so mean.
The mosquitos will die in a couple of weeks when the cold comes, and I will wear sweaters and boots and hats and scarves.
I will smoke cloves. Cigars make me want to throw up.
I'm not smoking like a pack a day or anything. I will remain healthy, don't you worry!
Jesus is coming back very soon. He told me.
Oh. Soon, he said? Are you sure? Maybe he told you that because he felt you had a better grasp of the space time continuim with all your physics knowledge. you know, since he is outside of time and all. i wonder, are physicists closer to understanding eternity than the rest of us? If so, would that make you more patient than the rest?
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