procrastinating like a motherfucker. i need ritalinnnnnnnnn. dear father in heaven please let me be focused writing this stupid article.
up at 9 55am drinking black coffee and eating a sugary apple turnover and cream cheese bagel and apple juice with brochures on toronto beekeepers association and honey all over the frigging table.
happiness is a warm gun, doo doo doola doo doo
i must be homesick because i had a dream with all my old friends/peeps in it for the first time since i got here, i think. dara said something like "my dad loves STP for some reason" then i woke up abruptly and i had stone temple pilots songs running through my head.
its already 5-degrees cold and its only first week of november. shiet how am i going to live when it starts to snow?!
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