Also, the custodians are starting to give me weird looks.
For the past few days I’ve been living in the painting studio. The only problem is that I hate spending so much time by myself. I AM A SOCIAL BEAST.
I keep watching movies whose characters rely on their analysts too much. Now I need an analyst.
My life might be a Woody Allen movie, but at least I’m the protagonist.
When life gives you lemons, take a shot.
I just invented alcoholism.
I’m gonna become a club kid.
Tonight is night 2 of my homelessness. I thought about blogging where I’m going to stay every night, then realized that was a terrible idea. Last night I stayed at Carly’s.