Gently disgusted.

Things I've realised:

1) Things that matter to me may not matter a damn to anyone else, even if I see them as fundamentally connected to very important things about the world.

2) Other people probably don't care if I have gotten a haircut. Many people never notice, nor will they approach me differently. But I really really do care, and I find myself more attractive and approachable, with shorter hair.

3) I will most likely never be the person about whom people say "This writing will revolutionise everything about Topic-X! You HAVE to read this amazing manifesto!"

I will always be the voice quietly whispering in your ear, as you fall asleep, I will be the sentence made of particular key words you hear over the course of your day, and maybe no one will ever even know I said it. That's fine.

I'm going to bed, now.

Good night.

Good morning, you unbelievable bastards

I want to make everyone in the shop listen to Nick Cave's Murder Ballads, but the two main songs I want to hear are two of the songs I'd have to skip. That and "Stagger Lee." Oh well.

Off to work. See you after 5, EST.

Today is on notice

Tomorrow? You're on pre-emptive warning.

Shape up, god damn it, and don't make me Cut you.