Literally and figuratively. I just looked at my hands and realized I got like four paper cuts today. And two are on my joint. And the space surrounding my fingers are so chafed it's actually started to bleed. I am a little emo child....just kidding. Anyway, while I was self-pitying my ruined hands, I just thought about all those shows where people decide to commit suicide because they lost all their money or some girl dumped them with a note or they discovered something terrible while fishing through the trash. Yeh. Paper is so destructive. But I love it anyway.
On the other side of Carmeland, our Christmas tree is still up. No, it's not because my family loves Christmas to death (ahaha. isn't Christmas the birth of Christ?) and can't stand to take it down, but it's because no one wants to bother. Last minute New Year work. No one has the time to water it either, so you can't walk past the area barefoot or else you'll get a lovely organic tattoo of pine needles. I was going to put up Deds but I feel lazy all of a sudden. I've already been toying with this blog for an hour. So it's off to the Bee Gees, ice cream, and Apathy! Oh, on the other hand, I HAVE MUSIC CHOICE! For once, cable didn't fuck this up! Only bad thing: i never know which band they're planning to play. Oh well, as long as I can listen to Frank Sinatra and A-ha on TV, then I'm content.
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mmm beegees/ frank sinatra yeayeah!
ouch. joint cuts?
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