people are moths
i swear, this lava lamp is like a bug light. there are constantly people congregating right outside my window smoking and drinking coffee. i want to throw my bouncy ball at the window just to see them inhale their cigarette and/or scald themselves.
and, out of curiosity, why is my office COLD today? it’s been excessively hot since i moved in. damn me and my t-shirt.
currently spinning: beulah – comrade’s twenty sixth