hm

why don't i get paid simply for existing?  i think i do it rather well.

work.  budget cuts.  joyous day-ous.  i wonder how i would look sleeping on a park bench.  probably v cold, v lonely, and v scared.  although there are always the birds to talk to.  yeah, the birds.  feh, i'm in a half bad mood, but trying not to be.  this sucks.  boo on society and all their silly ways.