we can't just ignore that disastrous ending.

my advice to readers: when pulling out of the parking lot of your meaningless job, don't exacerbate things by playing songs in your car like belle & sebastian's "get me away, i'm dying" or elliott smith's "fond farewell." surprisingly, downer songs like the ones mentioned above don't make you feel any better about the work you're doing.

one time, i made a comp for our americorps group with that same belle & sebastian song. i wanted everyone to know that we were all fooled for being idealistic.

in the morning, look yourself in the mirror and repeat the question: "weren't you destined for something greater than this?"

i didn't see gina at break. kevin went to his car to do whatever it is he does in his car for fifteen minutes. so i stood outside and played snowball fight. i should really get a new game.

drugs are my anti-work.

rita mae brown: "insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results."

weren't we destined for something greater than this?

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