Nothing interesting happend today. will i still write nonsense and you’ll read it? absolutely. i have this one little tiny miny bity thing i wanna complain about. its nothing serious. not that it matters. when its a serious matter to complain about, people start expecting you to do something about it. id rather complain, be irritated for a while, and then carry on with my life as if opening my mouth about it had somehow solved anything. anyway, ive been thinking about something and its pissing me off. not enough to do anything about it, obviously. lets not get ambitious. but. enough that i feel like sitting here and talking shit about it for a few minutes. something happend at work today. ive been thinking about it for hours, actually. the nerve of some people. i swear, if i ever see that man again ill probably just go home and.
I need new bedsheets.
Sincerely, running