My life is pretty good. Getting things done, setting up a schedule to force myself to be productive, trying to find more good books and music and movies to digest. What about your life?
Drunk. My life is drunk. Would you believe me if I said I spent the past 5 minutes thinking I was typing words when actually I was just imagining I was typing words? Please don’t believe that because it means you don’t think very highly of me as a human being.