10.10.02 - 6:52 a.m. - a toast

i feel like i am eating what is laid in front of me, mashed potatoes and all sorts of screws loose and bits of paper in side it.

and why do i keep eating it? because i am in a rush and i need to get things done done done.

so here's to ignoring problems, and here's to mishmashing tasks, all in the name of getting through the week without falling over.

because i can't fall over til i've gotten out of highschool out of college gotten divorced at least once and retired from my job.

troz - diaryland - zort