i dont know what you're talking about.

and at this point in my day, i really don't care either.

working 8 hours and then being stuck in a room with unrealistic looking human beings to make me feel infinitely worse about myself for an extra 5 is not my idea of a good time.

one of them asked me about my black flag tattoo....

"tell me about your tattoo!"
"it's a black flag tattoo....they're a punk band from the early 80's"
"oh cooooooooooooooooooool...were you in the band?"
".......................no."


yeah ok, so i've been a little cranky lately.
i know.
i'm sorry.

for the record... i just have a lot on my mind. i have a lot on my plate at work. i'm getting weird illnesses that really only occur in children under 10. and i'm having trouble times 100 seeing myself that way i did a year ago.

i'm just frustrated. at life. in general.







those are the only three things i seriously want in my life and i can't have any of them. atleast not immediately.

i'm hungry. it's 20 to 12:00.
maybe i should eat for the first time today.

xo