Time is time really. The past couple years have been really shit world wise so celebrating isn’t really my jam. After college, parties aren’t like they used to be. Okay so:


New Years day, just around the house, a false step on the pajama pants led to a fall. Not even a hang-over to lean on. Busted the knee with a scrape, toe bent out of place, lump on the arm.


These are all purple, yellow, and green now. Too scared to shave over the scrape…keeping it classy. Got a kidney stone as well. But you know what, I’m going to be total adult about this. Make appointments, write things down, maybe do things the next day like I said I would.


I don’t do resolutions…


If I get passed all this shit, I’ll get a skateboard.

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