I'm wearing the exact same outfit today that I wore to the show last night.

I smell like a campfire. Stupid trendy bars with their stupid trendy firepits.

You know what though? Sometimes, it's just really hard to make yourself pick out an entirely new outfit, when there's a perfectly good one scattered around your room.


>Work is slow.

>I'm tired. My sleepiness is fighting hard against the caffeine I'm forcing down my throat.

>I never know what to listen to on grooveshark at work. I just play the indie station. It's meh. I should get XM/Sirius/whatever it is now.

>Can someone please tell me my musical taste? Because I'm not sure what I like. Edward says that women are more indecisive than men when it comes to liking specific genres/sounds. I don't think this is true, but I'm not the one to come up with an argument. I'm a music flake.

>I'm struggling with what to do about my work situation. Stay here? Been here less than a month. Temp contract ends last day of December but good chance it'll get extended. Is this what I really want to do though?

>I don't know.

>I don't know.

>I just don't know.

>I'm too apathetic. And too detached.

>I really just don't know.

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