ghhghhu

i can't write any more songs about mundane things or people.

i need to figure out if grad school is a good idea.

an office is not.
music is yes.

i said no, a-don't do that

why does everyone have to be so particular? fuck particular. live and let live.

Do this.
don't do that, that's weird.
you did that?
why are you this?
how can you not be this?

i dunno, because i was raised to be me?

superstition

a bird tried to get in her window. RIP Uncle George. such a character.