Red Rot

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i'm not that worse for the wear

i am awake but barely
i am tired from staying up too late and crying during cinderella man because hoovervilles are sad and the great depression is sad and inspirational boxing is sad.
i feel so haggard lately and dirty. is it that weird to not shower every single day day day day day on the calendar? i hit or miss most of them. i'm not that worse for the wear.
i miss quincy adams since its the middle of the work week and we only meet on the ends, never in the middle.
in my imagination i came to dc to be a model, but in reality, i came to dc to be another office trash 20-something on the metro. but atleast i work in a museum in chinatown, and not on the lifesuckerboringboringlitigationidontcare dc capitol hill.


2:52 p.m. - 2006-02-28

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