Forty-One

Yes yes, I know, TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY??

welllllllll.........

• i'm avoiding The Grapes of Wrath, OK?


• i'm intrigued that i suddenly have a follower... SHIN SHINE! (and i'm wondering if Peter is aware of this)


• i guarantee sex and the city is on right now, but this damn tv in here is retarded and thus i'd have to go *ALL THE WAY DOWN THE HALL* and i can't quite decide if i'm lazy enough or not


• blah blah blah


• there are a few fellow facebookers i'm currently contemplating retaming or not, but what i just said will not make a single piece of sense to you, so i'll just brush that one off

ALSO : (

i had a look at our sad, bleak, barren, discarded, AP LIT BLOG from senior year...

AGAIN : (

um.

but really. i felt like posting something (for funsies and for a potential surprise for later visitors) but i think it'd make me more depressed saying something and letting the publish button jetteson my thoughts into an echoed void of space and time.

[because that's what it's become]

*cue the water works, sprinklers, dripping faucets, fire hoses, water balloons, rain water collection sewers*

i feel like that ^ or more poignantly THIS ^ a LOT.

: (