life is good

life is great. i complain too much. it’s like instinct. random questions like ‘how are you’ ‘how was the test’ etc, i never give peppy answers. most of the time it’s something like ‘tired’ ‘over’ ‘eh’. dazed.

exams today from 8-5. didn’t do so great and spent the last week in bed/doctor’s office being sicker than i ever have. that i remember anyway. word on the street is i had diseases like dysentery and such when i was young and i’m sure those sucked. but this last week, aside from having awful timing, was the sickest i can remember being. 

i had so much else to say….calls. so many calls and interruptions. busy busy.  

Bukowski: “Life’s as good as you let it be.”