Monday. Between vacations.

145-Minutes of Commute: tymps - fiona apple
so
why did i kiss him so hard
late last friday night?

i'm DRUNK, by myself!! but i'm not an alcoholic i swear. oh that's not the first step to recovery, denial, is it? hmph. i went across the street to burrito bar for mini chimichurri's to-go and then i saw their juicer and learned they make their OWN juice for margaritas and i'm a limaholic so i had to get one and this shit is STRONG.

guess what? i have a backyard! i know you know that. i know i know that. but what it made me realize today is that a backyard an also be a GARDEN. my dad and i are gonna plant tomatoes and basil and other yummy goodies. yesssssss.

what the fuck! donald trump just drove onto the fountain in central park!! the one between the flats and the lake. fuckin' trump. i need to be that rich.