index | archives | notes Wednesday, May. 27, 2009 4:59 p.m. << [ All of it. This is it. ] >> I just don't want to do anything anymore. I don't hate it, I like what I do, but it's routine now. Old hat. Old in an, "is this really the rest of my life?" kind of way. Really? My whole life? Then, really? Then, fuck. Fuck. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org