Sunday, August 2, 2009

every day is like sunday

blurgh

you've eaten enough foods in the last 24 hours that it's become difficult to maneouvre without making lamaze breathing sounds. this surely can't be good

you've looked at too much stuff on the interweb. too much. and yet, at this moment, you've still got four tabs open, looking at more stuff

you're going to try and watch the last movie you got out. you hope it won't be a 3/3 suckfest but you're none too optimistic. you better bring it luke wilson, is all you've got to say on the matter. bring it good

there's about three movies that you've watched trailers for on youtube that you want to see RIGHT NOW but when they actually come out you'll have forgotten all about them

you've got a date tomorrow afternoon which will mean actually getting up out of your cocoon and being charming and engaging and attractively presentable. ruh oh, shaggy, this sounds like a big ask

you wish it was the future. the good future, not the stoopid hard work is it's own reward future

don't worry. it'll be here in

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