like a thousand monkeys

this has been the first time i realized how much i miss you.

there are songs that make me think of you and stories i've read that you would like, and i'm sure you already know the ones i mean. i like hoping that you're listening to the songs and reading the stories, looking out a window, same as i am. i feel closer to you than i can remember being when i think about how we probably have the same thoughts while we do these things.

what would you do if you were me? this feels like a waste.

things I realize at work

Sometimes, I think the best way to settle a disagreement is a duel.

Or maybe a punch in the face.

Yeah, a punch in the face.

Dear Medical Community,

Happy now? Everybody happy? No cancer, no weird lady-part problems, no impending doom. Everyone got their jollies shoving metal implements in my delicate regions? Great, that's just great.

NOW GET OUT OF MY GOODIES AND STAY THE FUCK OUT FOR AT LEAST A YEAR. GOOD DAY!

fuuuuuuuuck this whole being responsible thing. I hate it.

Man, I am sick of looking at that last post. Aren't you? It's such a shame more people don't use this outlet. GAWD.