i can hear my computer groan when it has to perform a task.
sometimes i just want to tell myself to fuck off. not being morose or depressive....sometimes i'm just not who i want to be around.
renee falconetti's eyes make me freak out. they're unnerving and upsetting. "the passion of joan of arc" absolutely kicked my ass.
i feel like apologizing because this is so patchy. i'm wearing a cashmere sweater and it's distracting.
mmm...jimmy's coming over.
awesome. very awesome.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminarpieces of the moonJOBJOBJOBinterviewinterviewinterviewsensitive heart, you're doomed from the start(& etc)