happy 6 in the morning

i've been busy -- it's weird, but i'm stressed the hell out. i feel like i'm simultaneously not doing enough and doing way too much. the world is falling apart, it's 60f in december, and i'm here making shirts and pins about it. welcome to adulthood, i guess.

anyway, i miss cable. i'm sleep deprived and wanna watch trash tv, or just whatever comes on, but there's no place to do that -- i also can't stop reminiscing for when i was a little kid, and i'd wake up before my parents in the summer and watch music videos on our shitty little box tv. pretty sure i had like, a spiritual experience seeing the dance, dance video on mtv for the first time when i was tiny; baby's first gender envy in the form of on stage pete. if only that kid knew, lmao

its 6am now! i want pop-tarts but, gotta support the strike; don't cross the picket line, even for sweet, sweet sugary breakfast. i guess i'm having cereal if we've got any off-brand.

goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the stress bugs bite. here's a lunachicks song that's been stuck in my head.