i've decided i don't like blogging. i begin to dread it every time the thought enters my mind. seems like a bad sign.
hey bobby malone.
it might also be because i've been sitting in my room alone for the past 3 hours watching documentaries online with the lights off. i think the illumination is fucking up my eyes.
i need a job
i just got the urge to eat raw garlic. i think it's a bad idea. isn't garlic supposed to make you horny?
real bad idea.
chicago is great.
it smells so good.
