Today might be heavy with rain. Moisture will coat the earth like a blanket of mirrors. The sheen of the frost will scream up to the heavens. Just like a rerun.
Today's Horoscope: The impulse to gun it 90 down the highway in the middle of a torrential rainstorm stems from that same sociopath's instinct to cut in line at McDonald's.
I feel a great pang of sympathy for the countless and brave men and women who work in Pediatrics. This day was an important day for me because I better understood two things I neither like nor truly understand: Pediatric-workplace-culture, and lo-fi indie-disco. The life of a pediatric doctor, nurse, orderly, janitor, bureaucrat is not an enviable one, but my perspective might be skewed since I fucking hate kids. Furthermore, in contrivance to the latter; this is not a trashy hipster blog, and I refuse to devote space to slamming music that I don't like, that's been done, is being done, and will be done well until the internet collapses along with the rest of industrial society.
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