nameraka

wait... when the fuck did that happen? whut

so just make this about whatever you want, k?

you haven't met my brain. there's no reasoning with it.

quitting sounds nice. i like quitting.

going to bed early so i can get up at 5 and go to work with a hangover. i feel like i skipped something...

maybe i don't really want you to...

no. i hate them for making me feel awkward.

yes.

http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1358539/

so i got a part time job at a bookstore. i just come in a few days a week and shelve in the mornings. it's pretty chill for the most part except for this one issue. there's this actress who keeps coming into the store. every saturday at 9am sharp she comes in to get coffee. i know it's her because one of the girls who works the register i.d.ed her for a credit card purchase. i'm not one of those people who cares about celebrity. i have no interest in asking for her autograph or any of that shit. it's just... uncomfortable. i've watched a show she was on, so i recognize her and every time she comes in my brain is like "person you recognize is here" so, obviously my automatic response is to look at her. but, of course, i don't know her and i don't want to stare because that's creepy. so now i'm like "stop it brain. you're being weird." and i'm self conscious because i don't know if i've made this person, who probably gets stared at a lot in public already, uncomfortable. basically, i want her to stop coming into the store so that i won't have to feel awkward about intentionally trying to not stare at her. am i weird? i feel like i may be weird...

fine. if it makes you feel better.

i just found it to be especially relevant today.

fine just keep your hands off wednesday. she's mine.

actually, since my point of view is limited to my own perspective, everything is about me. even when i try thinking about you, i'm really only thinking about you as you relate to me. sorry. i can't help being human.

we should celebrate.

last time i ordered a manhattan i had to explain to the bartender how to make it. these days i just order scotch. in a glass. harder to mess that up.

this is immediately where my mind went.

it is, isn't it? awkward...

wait. no that sounds kind of gay. your ass is mine! fuck...

why don't you read the part of the post where i explained that?

repeatedly

for her, yeah. unfortunately.

i kinda feel like people take them both for granted, though.