I am scared and trying to be hard and humour is put above all when it should should should not be.
You know?
Again and again I say that I need to learn to be careful, and then I am not.
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So I'm up early because when I finish being drunk I wake up, I guess.
So I'm trying to get some work done, pretend to be a useful, productive person.
I am feeling core-sad today and optimistic and at-a-loss and also excitable.
We'll see if this leads to good working.
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If you can guess who I am referencing in these pictures I will give you a prize (I will not actually give you a prize, unless I owe you four hundred dollars, in which case your prize will be me repaying you sometime).



It's not a very good reference because I don't show any nip, but I bet her mother doesn't read her blog.
Oh yeah -- on the phone last night:
Mum: Well, 22 Minutes is kind of like a big CBC... circle jerk
Me: Bwahahahah
Mum: I can't believe I just said that
Me: You could say "mutual masturbation" instead?
Mum: No. Circle jerk.
(I did not then say "Who would have to eat the toast?" because then there would have been a possibility of me having to explain that to her and, well, gross. But she reads this anyhow so too bad for her. And you. And everyone)