fugitive motel

started new job

it's ok.

it's a slow month.

mornings=boring

afternoons=busy.

mixed feelings.

i think i want to work in a restaurant.

is something wrong with me?

i don't care if i cook or serve.

i like both.

see? something is wrong with me.

i'm boring.

this is boring.

yet you are still reading.

or at least i assume you are.

i kinda hope you are.

but not really.

i don't want you to get some crazy idea that i care for your soul.

oh and listen to ELBOW.

i think they have a myspace page, but i don't wanna find it.

that's where the title came from (in case you couldn't put 2 and 2 together -- more like 1 and 1 but oh well)

also hear following songs: guardian angel, ribcage, and buttons and zips.

good stuff.

FYI: i'm tired of seeing dead people that i used to know.

How's this for stream of consciousness bitches?

out.