septem

hooollly fuck september, no septeeemmmber fuck fuck

ya, so, why does summer seem so short? not the vacation, that's gone now, like recess, but the season. fall is nice, but, the feeling, the, gravy. gravity. grave. ... I think i've been doing what needs doing, that's good, right? right? right. ok then. so, what's to worry about? too many questions. not enough takin care of business. over and over the same simple tasks, time to take on some bigger fish, wait, gotta do my chores, wait, gotta look at this internet turd in a puddle. Ok, fuck all that lets go bowling, er, watch a movie, er, sleep. Wait what? no, big things, do things, hit the douche. and, well, wait for the holidays so can be distracted by loveing arguing fighting smiling gifting EATING, something more, more, whatever next year, something winter gotta do this now so I can so i can so i can so we can so WE can

ehem. Enough channeling Jesse, paint in a cave.

haha, another (stolen) movie quote quote