02.06.21

4:40 p.m.

it was a little chilly today, but i didn't mind it so much.

sitting outside, smoking cigarettes. a little chilly. the clouds getting thrown around by the wind, the bright blacktop being quickly swallowed by shadow, only to be quickly replaced by light once more.

and, i want a hamburger. really. i just want a hamburger.

but, i don't really have much room to complain. i've already eaten. the firm bought us lunch today and, even if it was only bad mexicain food-- the blandest of the bland, made by white people, for white people-- it was still food. also, it was still free.

but, i want one. a hamburger, i want one. something from carl's jr i think. a superstar, maybe. or a double western. but, i can't afford it. i mean, i guess i could. if i really wanted to, i could. but, i don't really think it would be a wise decision.

and it's my fault, really. it's is. it's me who recently spent possible future-hamburger money on records (among other things), thus making the purchase of fast food a not-all-too-frugal option.

but, i don't know. i guess there's just a part of me that wishes i worked a job that would afford exorbitant lifestyle options such as the records/hamburger combo pack.

whatever.

whinewhinewhine.