So people keep commenting on how there is some sadness in my face. Some sadness that wasn't there before. Maybe there is something to this. Maybe it's more apparent in my day to day attitudes. I mean, it seems to be people at work that say it. And only when we are drunk or drinking.
Funny how I write about that. I know right now in the back of her mind Grace is calling me a drunkard. A lush.
In all honestly, I do believe I've lost motivation. I feel like I did right after college, when I had the hardest time finding a job. It's like there is this complete lack of direction and focus in my life. I get spurts every now and the. I hope it's a good sign. Something needs to inspire me.
In other talks, I'm more likely than not going to move out. It's either that or get a dog. Today I had an idea I should just get a dog to be my friend. It would mean not moving out. And honestly, moving out is a lot of money. I don't even want to live in this Silicon Valley. Maybe I should start looking for a job in the city, again.
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i hear....this might be a rumor..it's uber-cheap to live in other places in the US...place like this Arizona? crazy talk...i know....
Crazy talk. That is some crazy talk.
dude! like right after i read, "only when i'm drunk or drinking" i was like, "what a lush!" and what do i know, the next sentence, u predicted it...the esp is freaking me out...u know what you can do? u can get a dog and move to new york so i can dognap it. i think that is a brilliant idea!
o yea, and ur not a sad dog, ur a sad COW. duh! get it right.
How am I a cow? It is because I'm tender and delicious?
EW! gag me.
You need to call down my friend. You're the one calling me a cow.
*calm... damn alzheimers
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