Bloody spent from waking up. The soundtrack of fingers tapping on keyboards is on repeat. Sugar crumbs on my sweatshirt from the half-munched donut. Coffee stains on my teeth. It’s another sunny day in sun-drenched California.
Went to see Chris Rock at the Paramount yesterday. That guy is insane, but he’s right. Today I moved my djembe to the corner and Candice got pissed. Turns out Chris Rock was spot on. When two people move in together, it doesn’t mean that you join two lives together. All it means is that winner takes all – you choose one of the lives and leave the other to rot. I looked around today and everything in the house was what she wanted. Fuck me.