Tuesday, January 26, 2010

...Where's My Fucking Pencil?

...So today was gross, just so everyone knows.
I'm pretty sure I permanently shattered one of the best friendships I've had. And I'm pretty sure I'm losing my mind. That, and the weather is screwing with my mood.

I think it's time for some stress relief. Let's break out the feather quill and the parchment paper--or the mechanical pencils and notebook paper--or the laptop and a fresh junkboard blog--and write it all away. Can I start over? Can I make any of this better?

...No?

Peachy.

If you need me, I'll be drowning in ink, with a feather through my temple.

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