I'm pretty bummed on life but sulking has never made anything better in 23 years, so I doubt it will start at this point in my life.
I may be a Clobot, but I'm still mainly human. Going through human emotions that I am learning that everyone seems to go through, as unbelievable as they feel.
Yesterday I bought a hobo hat from Marc Jacobs.
Just doing my part in supporting my fellow New Yorks coke addicted fashion designers with AIDS.
This morning I drank far too much coffee and tea.
I still cry at night. I still am forcing an appetite upon myself when I wake up. I'm still avoiding looking at photos of my past, so that I don't sulk over my ignorance and idiocy, through that period of life.
Something tells me that the snow is finally gone for good. This deserves a mix!
I'm drowning myself in work and friends and family and art and music and sushi.
I can't wait till I throughly enjoy these things, without wondering about things and people that I have no control over.
I'm currently surviving off of cookies, caffeine, and real film.
My digital camera is on vacation until I'M on vacation.