Seriously, fuck packing!
I have a terrible headache.
Here I was thinking (and packing as if) the weather was going to suck dick with nothing but rain, and now I've learned it's going to be sunny, humid, and hot in NYC... but it's supposedly still going to be stormy in Princeton.
I feel my right eye pounding... I'm so angry, irritated, and tired.
I'm going to walk around in yoga pants and a tank top. I don't give a fuck anymore.
But the goddamn shoes... what the fuck do I do about the shoes?!
I already hate the east coast.
I can already imagine my angry tweets come Thursday afternoon.
And yeah, this counts for today's update... because I'm sure I'm just going to want to shoot myself throughout the rest of the day.
I have a terrible headache.
Here I was thinking (and packing as if) the weather was going to suck dick with nothing but rain, and now I've learned it's going to be sunny, humid, and hot in NYC... but it's supposedly still going to be stormy in Princeton.
I feel my right eye pounding... I'm so angry, irritated, and tired.
I'm going to walk around in yoga pants and a tank top. I don't give a fuck anymore.
But the goddamn shoes... what the fuck do I do about the shoes?!
I already hate the east coast.
I can already imagine my angry tweets come Thursday afternoon.
And yeah, this counts for today's update... because I'm sure I'm just going to want to shoot myself throughout the rest of the day.
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