The Diary of Antoine Roquentin

tempus fugit

How much do I fucking hate Christmas?

Let me count the ways. 1) The prospect of getting a car seems more and more unlikely as my dad is unwilling to pay the market value of any car. 2) My stupid drunken family members won’t leave and there’s nowhere I can go to escape them since I have no car. 3) Kelly isn’t [...]

Ghost of Christmas banality

I finally went through the incredibly tedious process of making my voice-recognition software work again. Long story short, I had upgraded to version eight, but was not able to go back to seven when the trial ran out. I feel pretty sick this morning… and I’m not quite sure why. I guess I should have [...]