All I have to do is hit the fucking print button on this math assignment, and I can’t do it.
It’s just one click. Ctrl + P.
At 9:31PM on Monday night, I feel the effects of sitting in Nick’s basement shortly after midnight on Saturday.
I had energy to do one thing today, and this post was it.
Thus I am not insufferable.
Jess Sparks (via bael)
thanks. I guess you also get a big thanks from Juckett, Alex, Angela… etc
(via floodwaters)
She has a point. Didn’t Jesus say something about how everyone who doesn’t believe in God is an idiot?
I left my Adderall at Eutropia.
Mind over body.
I can’t help that I’m happier now than I ever have been, and it has nothing to do with anyone but myself. I feel grateful for everything and everyone, and this feeling has existed since mid-October so I get the feeling it’s legit.
I feel as though no one can trivialize my life. It’s wonderful.
Lee Scott is a poltician at heart, dancing around the questions to dispose the garbage his body can’t stain to retain any longer.
This guy IS the fucking anti-christ. For the love of all that is secular and humane can we put an end to this bull shit about ‘reducing costs and increasing productivity’?
That’s the biggest fucking crock I’ve heard. It’s no secret the negative effects WalMart can have on the local and even national economy.
I have no problem using my life for the purpose of reducing WalMart’s naive global impact.
Borders hosts a book drive for the children’s hospital and today I sold over 30 books intended for donation (25 more than the next highest employee).
Total sales eclipsed $200 in 5 hours. I feel like I did somethig worthwhile today.