one important request

notes to self:

don't go out if you feel shitty. physically or emotionally. it's a better use of your time to stay in, read, and get sleep.

do not try to solve the following equation: acetaminophen + caffeine + vodka = XXXXXXXXXXX shitty shitty shitty things.

pat on the back for not making any prohibited phone calls. me and my rules again, but this time they were valid as i had called the last time. too many calls in a row = my meds aren't working.


interesting thought i had while eating a peach...
for a long time i wondered if there existed an actual peach from which the flavor of a peach jolly rancher was inspired. i thought for the longest time there can't be one that sweet. but i was in bariloche in january two years ago and i had a white peach. it was the sweetest peach i had ever tried and it tasted just like the jolly rancher. so the jolly rancher flavor had to have been inspired by an actual piece of fruit.

metaphorical implications... i'm cynical and don't really like romance films b/c they're so formulaic now. i mean, seriously, where do they come up with these plot lines? is it possible people could actually feel such a way towards eachother? could do such things inspired by something they call "love"? where do these ideas come from? maybe hopefully i could find out from where this inspiration comes... though i have always believed that romance movies are hyper-ideal: the things that happen in them are a result of a conglomeration of many people's idealized romantic fantasies. it's an average so to speak.

and one request:
if you're going to reject me please do me the honor of rejecting me properly. tell me you're not interested instead of letting me wander around with this hope tied to my neck like a goddamm cinderblock.