Well my surgery is happening in less than a week. I should be a badass about it.
I have a thing that if I don’t look at things in a neurotic way I’m berating myself in some way.
I did before I after I first got it. If they don’t care then I don’t care. And the only job my school suggests of that major is insurance sales. I had been thinking of saving up at a shitty job to take the insurance sales test. Then after I can join a synth band and play bass, eat bananas, and clap poorly along to the music.
Me successful? Not in worldly ways or maybe I just keep telling myself that.
Brooklyn 99 came back. It was so funny Charles got a leather jacket. Which was funny since the jacket really did make him more confident. But he foolishly gave it away. They need to keep Charles dorky.