May 17, 2023

I just recognized a central source of suck about being job insecure. Nearly every life victory and contentment can be undercut by the "yeah but" of "you haven't lined up a job". (in a nation of sane health coverage like, say, the rest of the industrialized world, I would find this a more readily budgeted against dilemma).
*goes to Coachella in a white linen suit like an antebellum lawyer, sweating profusely and dabbing at my forehead with a handkerchief* now, I'm no fancy scientist, but would you folk know where a simple gentleman such as myself could obtain some acid? Now, I'm no big city lawyer, but could any of you fine youths point a country boy such as myself in the direction of some fucking acid?