

Fuck going to work tired and hung over. Fuck that shit sideways with a screwdriver.
Feeling kind of overwhelmed. I hit my first domestic animal… and I’ve been drinking. Well earlier I was. Point blank if I weren’t out so late, if I had been at home sleeping, I wouldn’t have hit it.
LOL…
Okay. I’m watching Iron Chef and Cat Cora is competing against Joey Campanaro and the mystery ingredient is venison.
Jeffrey Steingarten just made me lawl. He just got so catty with the other two judges over Cora’s dessert item. He let them speak. They didn’t care for the sweetness. Then he said what, you don’t like for your desserts to be sweet? The other judge said no. Hahahahahaha. Like I do but for argument’s sake, I’m gonna say no.
I’ve never liked him much, but him calling them out on their bullshit is Iron Chef Gold.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via radiation-turned-it-white)
This quote is just, in a solid kind of way, completely how I feel.

Lust Caution, Lee.
Really enjoyed this film, though there were a few explicit sex scenes.
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