Monday, January 14, 2008

The Doctor: She's climbing out the window, isn't she? Secretary: Yes, she is.

Since school's been out, high school I should say, I've been feeling as though graduation was just pomp-and-circumstantial-ass-kick out of the realm of comfort and into a frighteningly shiny world, loans, jobs, money, cars, mortgages, rent... credit. It's really all just a never ending cycle of borrowing and gaining and losing over and over and over until you die.

At least, that's what it seems like at the moment, and I'm still living at home. Truth be told, I don't think I can survive in the real world.

Sometimes... when I'm alone, I seriously consider just letting go of my sanity.

-Go fuckin' nuts... 'cause it seems like it'd be easier, men in lab coats... tranquilizer darts... no responsibility... just sit and watch t.v. I could even drool on my shirt allllll day if I wanted... medicine time... snack time... it'd be like pre-school all over again.

Pre-school was nice.


Anton Kovalenko said...

excuse my disturbing, but do you still go in for fencing?
Is it foil, you fence with?

Shamae said...

I would agree with you if it were not for my insatiable and inhumane urge to prove myself wrong.