March 30, 2004
rasa-ing my tabula | joanna
Prompted by private ridicule and public humiliation, (thanks, Alex), I have decided to devote the next several years of my life to getting my "workspace" in order. Consequently, I will be unable to distract you -- and myself -- with any retarded insights on things of no importance whatsoever. No, instead I will be sorting through overdue bills, compiling tax crap, and hopefully unearthing our tickets for tomorrow night's Rapture show at Roseland Ballroom.
Goodbye, for now. I will miss you.
(Look I'm procrastinating by continuing to write absolutely nothing! And I can keep doing it! Shit shit shit I hate paperwork and filing and taxes effing taxes. Evil evil evil. Fine. Here I go. Just one cigarette first. Then I'll do it. Smoke and assess. Devise a plan. Follow the plan. Uh huh. That makes sense. Okay. Yeah. Bye.)
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