i am so tired. the tiny, smokin’ hot little asian girl that managed to make me fleetingly happy this evening is gone, and i am now left with the exhaustion of a day full of effort and internal hemorrhaging. i seriously feel, physically and mentally, like important pieces of me are going to start dropping off like lizard tails any minute.

fuck that shit. i got shit DONE today. and i got pie, man. fucking PIE.

question: how much of a 12 inch pie can sophie reasonably eat without having to feel guilty about it?
answer: as much as she gad damn well pleases, bitches.

so fuck you, day. you are over, and i’m not dead. you tried to kill me (i know you did), but you didn’t count on my being able to END YOU with pie. blow it out your ear.