i rewatched the 'seven days in hell' mockumentary about a seven day tennis match on hbo. i remembered it being really funny and i guess most of the humor held up, but some parts didn't age well. i forgot lena dunham was on it, so that was a surprise. i still found myself laughing, though i'm pretty sure it was less than the first time

i've been thinking about it some more, and i don't think it's hopelessness i'm currently feeling. i'm feeling desperate. i just have a lot of things to worry about for the next couple weeks and it can get a bit much. luckily they only really matter for those two weeks. if i'm lucky, for only one week

i watched a dog get loose from people who were petting it and sprint across a field to attack another dog. the incident wasn't as violent as 'attack' might suggest, but the larger dog did lift the smaller one with its jaws. the family that was walking the smaller one was freaked out, and understandably so. they had a child in a stroller, i think. this was after leaving this petting zoo that my school has each year. the animals were fine. turkeys are mad ugly. didn't like that it was named 'thankful'. flemish rabbits are huge

all the sports teams i support lost today