life hack: if you buy bananas with the self-checkout at the supermarket you get to be the mr tallyman
"That night, seconds after going to sleep, I seemed to fall through myself, a shallow heart-stopping plunge. Jarred awake, I stared into the dark, realizing I’d experienced the more or less normal muscular contraction known as the myoclonic jerk. Is this what it’s like, abrupt, peremptory? Shouldn’t death, I thought, be a swan dive, graceful, white-winged and smooth, leaving the surface undisturbed?"
White Noise, Don DeLillo (via jubilee-tea)
yes I spend time doing bad drawings instead of leaving the house.