i actually introduced my roommate to mitch hedberg last night. he watched politely, smiled a bit, and started doing other things.
then he showed me a conan skit he'd seen before. he couldn't stop laughing. he'd seen it before. it was conan telling off jordan schlansky for being late.
i love mitch hedberg. i love that a guy can make the absurdities in life funny without hurting anyone, without offending anyone, without bringing anyone down.
i'm a little bit tired of not being understood. i wonder if this is a universal struggle. i imagine it must be since no one can get inside your head except you. but that's the irony. i can't even identify with your universal struggle to be understood because nobody can get into your head except you.
yes, let me reapply my emo eyeliner and go cut my wrists in a corner to hawthorne heights. lol.
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deleted tumblr. all posts mundane. i always worry about starting a new post for fear of annoying someone (who?) so i edit old posts.
hate sleeping. very awful quiet; no distractions, like waiting to die.
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