Lethargy strikes again. Stupid parents yelling at me for being as strict on their daughter as they were on me. I need to leave. But I can’t.


Well, I could. But it isn’t smart to live out of your car in L.A. in this day and age. I fear I’ll be the thirty year old who still lives in their parents’ basement. Fat and unhealthy, unhappy, playing WOW and League because I have nothing better to do.