still haven't bought my supplies for architecture class. because i don't want to spend over a hundred dollars on t-squares, eraser shields, and a buncha triangles. splooged nearly 60 today just to make that damn scrapbook. one arch clas, just one, and it's already eating me alive. well, my pocketbook at least.
of late: bizarre paypal mishap, wayward hair screaming for a trim, numbness all along the right side of the body, trying not lose it in the middle of the pcc parking structure. it's like, life should suck more by mere definition of loss and death, but it doesn't as much as it should and that, by turn, makes life ever suckier. that'll make sense to, oh, about one person in the world.
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