Monday, October 31, 2005

this shit sucks.

i get to go to a funeral in westchester tomorrow. i went to westchester once. it looked pretty industrial like not in a cool way. i bet it has a lot of strip malls. i bet kids in westchester drive hatchbacks and are like 'my friends are family to me'. i bet kids in westchester are never going to amount to anything beyond like massage therapists and line cooks but they won't even care until they are like 42 and are suddenly like what the fuck. i should categorize people and make predictions about them for my job because i am so fucking good at it. oh wait that's already what i do for my job. awesome.

i don't want to go to a funeral in westchester tomorrow. i'll probably cry in front of a bunch of professionals. one day i'll be like defending my dissertation and everybody there will be like hey i remember that girl she totally lost it at that funeral in westchester.

can i get drunk for this funeral? i was drunk all weekend. i use alcohol to cope with shit i don't like because i am mature.

people from oak park don't know how to handle emotions so they try to manage them with substances and sarcasm. i'm so good at my job.
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