Real eyes realize real lies

I hardly ever get annoyed. I feel mostly numb and wishful lately. But a familiar sophomoric feeling washes over me at the clinic after 2 hrs of waiting. (this is funny to me because sophomore yr was my first time here and I was also annoyed) Why the fuck.
So they caught and killed Osama. Thanks Obama.
Reading the alchemist right now, halfway done.
I had a couple good auditions last week, but no calls yet. Men and friends always revise how they feel and I stare at a computer for a living instead of talking to people. At least they both are related to art or interacting.