As ugly as I seem

I was stuck in a meeting until 11 p.m. last night. One of the perks of being a journalist … not only does the pay suck, but the hours are horrible.

To pass time while everyone was droning on and on, I found myself just writing what came to my mind. Lo and behold, going back over my notes to write a story this morning, I read this charming little tidbit.

All that’s left – for me or for anyone else – is to numb ourselves and prepare for oblivion. Maybe we can beat our reason into submission and watch our collective end come while smiling, drool running down our cheeks. This is what we deserve.

Aren’t I just a ray of fucking sunshine?


~ by J on May 19, 2009.

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