northern something.

I can't have fun anymore without creating some deep tragedy towards the end, but the tragedy isn't the fun part. I'm just way too serious and get way too caught up in everything I do. I suppose it's something I should have gotten used to by now.

The times only get tougher when there's a void to fill.
As hard as I try, sometimes the pieces just don't fit.
And that's something I'll have to come to terms with.
So maybe tonight I'll just stay up all night listening to Tortoise and drinking pale ales, remembering how funny it is that a year ago a cigarette would calm me down, and now I don't know what ever will...

Just tell me what it looks like above the clouds.

Today has been a perfect example of not always getting what you want...at all...ever.
Slept way too much.
Didn't do shit aside from eat Cici's buffet, which is still unbelievably overrated in my opinion.

Rumor had it earlier today that I was scheduled to work the 4th of July at Knickerbocker's...AND Quizno's. I can do Quizno's, but really want to see all of my friends, and this girl I've been at least trying to talk to...but we don't need to delve into that.

Once at work I came to find that I did, in fact, have to do both. 11 hours of work on Independence Day isn't exactly what I had in mind for a FUCKING HOLIDAY. Oh well, you know, I'll live. I'm hoping to make about 268 dollars or I'll be pissed, so I'll probably be pissed.


This made me feel better about it all. I really do need the money.