Wednesday, March 11, 2009

scribbled notes from the desk of boredom, insecurity and indecisiveness.

You know you're fucked when you have twice as many draft posts in here as you do published. And not because they're incomplete.
Another sign would be when you continue to write "you", entirely subconsciously, when referencing yourself. And by 'yourself', I mean myself. Fuck. It's a hard habit to break.
Or when you laud a single Tuesday night at home without a drink as an accomplishment.
Also, when you tell everyone at work you're sick only to discover that you're actually sick, and just so out of touch with your own body that you're not sure what the difference between healthy and fucked is anymore.
Yep, you know you're fucked when.

P.S. Yes, I think I filled up my profanity quota in this post, thankyouverymuch.

1 comment:

  1. ahahaha. a-mazing. i do the same thing.
    I do not read my body well, and therefore it hates me.
    oh AND your profanity quota can never be complete, as infinity cannot be reached. i'll try and help though.

    fuckedy fuck fucking fuckers.