Sunday, November 20, 2005

boredom. discontent. ennui.

if i wasn't so antisocial, i'd consider taking up smoking just so i'll have a voice like tom waits'...i'm bored...drinking the last of my kirsch.i don't think i'll buy another lasted for more than a day: i must be losing my touch or something. i'm so un-motivated right now i don't even feel like tossing my empties out the window. i have an essay due tomorrow morning; it's so stupidly easy i don't want to write it.

would it be morally reprehensible to fake my death & set out for more civilised/debauched climes?


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