i could write an entry about how people suck, especially the people at the carnegie endowment in washington, dc, for rejecting my junior fellowship application.
i could write an entry about how i suck, because i got rejected again.
but i will not, i refuse.
instead, i will tell you that my thesis advisor is the nicest man in the entire world (right after matt nathanson). he is so cool.
i will also tell you that i have no clue about anything, but that's okay,
and that i fucking love my pumas.
i am obssessed with these shoes. i actually spend time looking at my own feet. somehow, they make me cool.
and that is not an easy thing to do.
"and hey, i met you. you are not cool."