2002-07-12 - 12:29 a.m.
#110: No Need for a Succinct Summation
Note to self: Whew, been quite a while since I last updated this journal. Three months of not writing has incurred quite a toll on my abilities.... But fear not! For in the time I spent not writing this journal I was busy! So very busy! Doing many things that enlightened my soul and strengthened my spirit! And what junk have you.
Well, after three months away from writing prolific prose I have just thing to say: My life is shit. Thank you for your time. Drive on through. Oh and I got a job. It's a part timer at a burger place. Half my life spent attending an expensive and prestigious high school in Australia, a couple years of university under my belt, and I'm working at a burger place when I'm 22. That's kinda shit too. I'm sure I'll feel better in the morning when I've gotten some sleep and forgotten the details of everything that's been compounded together into one heaping pile of shit to make my life not worth shit, but at the moment it's all shit. Shit shit shit shitty shitty shit shit. Shit. A crapola o' shit even.
Actually, that was all probably more than one thing wasn't it? Shit.
