during one of those times when being cool is essential, i find i am struggling. go figure. when am i NOT struggling? my skin feels like ginger ale. it pops and shakes, shudders and eventually feels calm. trying to piece together my existence right now is difficult on a whole other level. it's just funny that this weekend, this goddamn weekend, is so ridiculously vital to my experiences. this weekend.

i see this pile of work in front of me and i can't even focus. everything is a blur.