Watched The Wedding Banquet again today. Nice, pseudo domestic bliss... followed closely by The Fluffer. If I had the body, I wonder how far down THAT line I would have taken myself.
Sleep. Wake up. Fiddle around on the computer. Eat. Have sex. Sleep. Repeat.
Nihilism is excessively fatiguing.
Tomo... well, today, I have to confront the cameras at Burkhart and Williams for my full-regalia graduation pictures. It's bad enough I've had to live with the ghost of myself circa July for the past few weeks thanks to graduation.
Need to finish my painting about bad habits.
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