it's weird sitting on my bed on a saturday night, reading twitter posts by hugh hefner about what he did today ("Crystal & Anna are shopping, Keith & Ray Anthony are playing tennis & I'm working on my Scrapbook on Saturday afternoon.") and having been there, being here, being me, it's weird.
I'm about to have to dig my grandma's car out of the fucking snow because it is stuck in our mt. everest driveway. waiting for my pops to come hom. totally anxious. totally bronxed. went to the pill with kasper tonight.
In the great room. Watching Howard Stern on Letterman (or Alphabet Man as my cousin used to call him). The fire's burning down. I'm full of spaghetti and meatballs, popcorn, ice cream, and cider
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I feel kinda sick. Went to Liz's last night. The van got nicked and theres a huge scrape on the side. Motherfucker. Sitting in my underwear. Gotta mix today. Mix all day. Go and dance your heart away
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