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27th Jul, 2007 at 12:35 PM

Wo anzufangen.

so... this weekend. i keep smelling nag champa; that's my day.

High on amphetamines ( Read more... )

my first thoughts upon being woken up at 3:30 in the morning should never be, "oh my fuck, was that a mountain lion?" especially when i am in maine. especially when i am on the second floor. but then, my second thoughts lean towards, "how high can cats jump? are they like velociraptors? will garlic fend them off?" i'm next door neighbour to the ( Read more... )

tonight, i have decided that the thing i miss most about being a kid was falling asleep in random places after staying up past any sort of appropriate bedtime and then being carried to bed ( Read more... )

i'm dumb. or curious, either really, but you know, it's all cake and pies anyway so whatever.

what a fucking name ( Read more... )

i am sitting at the island in my kitchen sucking godiva liquor off of a large strawberry; the strawberry is from a pack of other strawberries, which were purchased with money that was not mine, and the liquor is fromt he bottle that my ex-roommate left behind, and i will split with my current one. free fruit is good, free chocolate liquor is better ( Read more... )

So i go grab lunch with my mom and tell her i really dont want to go back to the dorm just yet, and suggest checking out the bookstore for kicks. it's closed; we go to the arcade and play pinball. then i say, come on, let's play pool. we get the balls out, and this angsty looking kid comes in; he's all about the table and when i start explaining ( Read more... )

I've been listening to angry girl rock from the 90's lately. Also, Dinosaur Jr, Nirvana, and Biggie Smalls ( Read more... )