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AWESOME REMIX. Get ready for a rainy Monday dance party!
(via bypriceles)
Tomorrow is the beginning of my new life as an art gallery manager and volunteer at the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Praise be to Art!
I am dizzy. My head hurts. Ugly light beams that are bright and dull become machetes and tear my retinas apart and hack away at my brain.
My heart feels sad. There is no hope in a box.
The buzz from the mainframe or mother load or whatever the hell that computer monstrosity is makes me nauseous. I want to vomit. I can’t. The bathroom is right next to everyone elses’ cubicle.
We do have coffee. It’s nescafe. Instant. No time to lose.
Maybe if I put my head down and close my eyes for 2 minutes, I will feel invigorated or awake.
“What are you doing?” asks a fellow cubist.
It’s time to go home and know that the next day will be exactly as today was and will always be.
Today I will leave my cubicle and only come back for a check.
I will never put myself in a position where my eyes, ears, nose, and heart are deadened by a general lack of life.
I appreciate this moment, though, because now, I shall never experience another like this.
But then again, I hate all of the moments that led me to this realization. So much.
Hallelujah! I am free!
This is one of the best movies to watch if you want to squirm, scream, and feel generally uncomfortable.
I just wanted to find a place where I could pick my toes in peace.
