Friday, January 1, 2010

but it doesn't matter cause i'm packing plastic

2010.
so i was *talking the other day to a friend and well - i commented matter-of-factly that 2009 was the "year to die" and thought how many people did die... and all of a sudden i felt something.
this girl who thinks of herself as a sociopath - and definitely not a sympathizer in anyway (with anybody these days) - a girl whose empathy pretty much has disappeared - felt bad.
i wasn't related to anybody that died this year but gahlee - so many people died and they all had family and friends and all of a sudden i felt like an asshole.

today is a catholic day of obligation - we celebrate mary as a mother. and there goes that whole first paragraph cemented in my brain - or flogged on my skin - mary watched her son get tortured and killed and what do i do? i tmz the gossip and blog about it.
i should be stoned.

the girl i'm working with today is semi-cool. she is pretty much doing everything and i am finishing up my nails - sans maintenance men to bother me.
and i did not send out a mass text to wish people happy new year. i think it would be more appropriate to send out a mass text on tax day - i mean at least we get money and shit.

and just so y'all know i'm not some kinda philanthropist or something - i need a pair of tiny earbuds. my earholes are so small that i get these earaches from buds... i am thinking of jvc marshmallows! that or either custom latex!
purr!

*talking = tms, ims, chat, phone, email

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