Like mostly everything else I'm approaching this without any ideas, and I'm high. I can't believe I'm collecting unemploment insurance again. The government are my generously rich parents, and I'm loafing around wishing life had more to offer. That's okay though, at least I'm bitter about things in general, and not just my job. My struggle is not a working class one, it's a losers struggle. I'm a self-satisfied/loathing/righteous cakeboy and I'm never going to grow up before my world ends.