I was going to make the title something else, but I can’t remember what it was now.
I’m making a pizza. I’m not supposed to be eating pissa, but fuck it, the store was like right there and the pissa was like right there so I bought one and now it’s in the oven.
I’m kind of a little maybe more than a little sad right now because I was supposed to have gone out to see a show with a friend and I got stood up, so I drank a lot and pretended to have fun but really I hated it and then I took a cab home but got out of the cab like three blocks too soon and walked home in the rain and I’m wet.
People are stupid and why are friends stupid and feeling sad is stupid and I’m not twenty one, I am grown and this shouldn’t bother me.