Humorless, Tired, and Ready to Set the World Afire
I have been getting a shorter and shorter temper as of late. I have begun to turn my venom on my own life, and have begun to unravel. I had a job that was a nice cocoon for both writing, and school, but I am so dissatisfied with what I do that I can barely stand to be in the building. I do rely on this job to pay down the interest on the massive amount of debt that I am taking out for my education. I wonder what the fuck that anybody bothers with all this shit for. We really are just monkeys who weren’t content with trees. So we turned the trees into huts, and our huts into houses, our houses into castles, and our castles into shopping malls.