rainy morning movies.

In other news, I hope my midterm isn't today.

Damon Albarn

I like you.

I want to go on a backpacking trip across Europe. Fall asleep on trains in Rome and wake up in amsterdam. Have nothing but the clothes and toothbrush in my pack and meet all the different people I can. End in Paris. Get lost. Get found.

The bro who cried wolf.

Girl behind me stop eating and having a whispery whiney voice. Someone's a bit anxious.

Food.

Overwhelming urge to eat everything. Thought how wonderful a burrito would be during Art History today. Then I thought about the idea of hunger/desire, realized that I wasn't hungry at all, and then further realized I was just as down for sex. Sex and food go hand in hand, I suppose. What am I, 400 lbs? How am I not.

And the picture of the cat makes me not hungry whatsoever, which is why it is posted above.

iPhone.

This is what heartbreak, pain, and shame looks like. I've kept this shit immaculate since I was so happily given it for Christmas. It was like receiving a puppy that could hook up to the internet and autotune my voice. And now it has been scarred and tainted due to my own stupid need to jump at unnecessary times with an uncased iPhone.
Ahhhhhhhh hearing that glass break and that dull thud when it hit the concrete was seriously one of the most hideous things I've experienced in 2010. I felt like such a chump. It hasn't even been in my possession for a month, yet, and already I'm looking up repairing options.

Never get an iPhone. Or invest in a thick bulky case instantaneously. Actually, yeah, never get an iPhone. I'm carrying this shit around in a wood block from now on.



Hideous. These are actually pretty nice, though.