unfortunately, I am the unhappiest annie today. and today, I hate this place.
Sick for four days and I still have to do all the dishes.
Three days ago, practically lying on my death bed Tim says, "yeah, when I get sick I can't lie around in bed all day." In which I respond, "....."
And now that I'm better I wish I was sick again so I could wallow in my room without feeling like a fucking depressing, angsty teenager. I would also not like to do my homework or studying for midterms.
I just finished One-Dimensional Man and now I'm even more depressed.
Some days I think I should have gone to art school.
