I’ve decided that instead of subjecting my coworkers to my ramblings, I’ll bend the ears of my journal’s readers.
The only downside is that to do this, I’ll have to write while sitting at the computer, which can hardly be called relaxing. On the other hand, I’ve already started getting on my coworkers’ nerves, and I mostly chat with them during smoke breaks, breathing in their cigarette smoke, which clearly isn’t good for my health.
Still, none of that matters.
Listen to this instead: there is happiness in my life.
“I bought new sweatpants to replace the ones that tore, and I can go to the sports club again, thereby freely attaining the desired MЦ
And you keep going on about Maybachs.
One more thing: when I leave the sports club, the yellow sodium streetlights are reflected in the puddles. It looks beautifully cyberpunk.
We of cyborgs always enjoy watching. MЦ
Those poor watercolorists getting lambasted on LiveJournal can’t hold a candle to that.