Vitamin C You Later

I do not trust people that do not have a favorite band. I am not saying you have to quit your job and follow them up and down the coast or anything. I am saying that you have to really, really, really like a band. You have to get goosebumps during the bridges of the great songs, you have to think its weird when you buy their new album and hear new music from them, you have to really fucking like them and if you do not...move back to Communist Russia.

I am getting a cold. I know I am getting a cold because I have nasal congestion and my throat is getting sore. I also know I am getting a cold because I will stare off into space and wonder about things like what the inside of squirrel houses look like and if I have been awake for every minute of the day in my lifetime. You know like if by chance I have not been awake at 5:47 am for some reason. Most times I assume squirrel houses have framed pictures of nuts (like Elton John's house...boom. roasted.) and that I have been awake for every minute.

I went to the Container Store for the first time and I must say, I could hardly contain myself.

I guess we'll never know if people who commit suicide regret it.