i need a couch. i hate this kind of thing. I've been sitting on an ikea mattress on the floor and leaning against the wall for 3 months. I found a reasonable-looking couch on craigslist and went to look at it. The dude who opened the door was such a DUDE. One of those rectangular guys who clearly lift and drink protein shakes and he definitely had gel in his hair and his general vibe was so much like high school jocks that I had to listen to Pearl Jam when I got home because I bet that guy loves Pearl Jam.
Walking home alone in the dark through the rain last night humming "Better Man" I felt the happiest I have felt in a long time. Whatever that means.
10:33 a.m. - 2017-03-01
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