Jon Snow I don't know anything I'm currently nocturnal and somehow met somebody who's nocturnal too Quite cuddly, although compact Doesn't like comedy (who doesn't like comedy?) Ever since my disappointing therapy sessions (found a new shrink lady!) (have low expectations) (bitter muttering is my thing now, I'm too young for this) I've been thinking about how to move forward knowing that everything I wanted, I was either uninformed about or is flat out impossible Also, it's all surreal again I'm in a two person book club with an ex whom I strongly believe to be a woman in denial (don't ask) We're reading Naomi Klein Her book is depressingly relevant...and funny? What's most surreal is the news I miss unstable green eyes--and keep chanting unstable, unstable, unstable (like me?) (shh) Hmph I miss him And I don't want to do ugly idiotic pointless design briefs and get into marketing in the mindfuck that is Cairo And I don't want to find myself in Vietnam or Thailand Because I met the people who went to find themselves in the far east and they had no luck I'm watching Snowden Which is an odd thing to watch in general as a human living in this age, and particularly as a human who keeps an online diary Hello people who have to go through my garbage digital footprint (and people who choose to, why? I wish you could tell me...from a safe distance :| ) I wonder which of you are naive and which are cynical I wonder what it's like to know that much about people I don't want to know Because I read Faust And I'm weepy and couldn't handle studying political science and can't handle what I've learned about people so far Unless being anxious and sad for everyone is handling it I think I'm hopeful because I'm a little stupid A little stupid's okay, a little knowledge is dangerous And I don't know anything |