san francisco is freezing in july.
it's ridiculous.

i'm back.
looking for a new job.
and a new car.
not having a ton of success.

man.
i leave for california sunday. gone for a week.
the search for a car is still on.
and i got bit,
by something. from kat's yard.
the four bites are swelling nicely
and filling with a liquid of some kind.
they itch.
alot.

ever wish you'd said something before,
when you had the chance,
but now you can't.
cause it's too late?

this may sound a tad dumb. but does anybody have a picture of the sprayberry art hall?

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
i am in such a good mood.
you have no idea.

i got a letter from my 5th grade self today. i wrote like i was convinced i'd have forgotten everything. it's really funny. any other nicholson kids get a letter?

man.
i love the city.
spent most of thursday there.
little five, freedom park.
bought stuff and played outside.
living downtown will be nice.
::contented sigh::

why?!?!
why must itunes kill the one album
that i can't find the cd to?!?!
honestly.
of all the stupid songs on that thing.
the one group.
of songs.
::screams in frustration::

::shoots people at adult swim for ruining a perfectly good episode of fullmetal::

::screams::

on a lighter note. i am on my way to haveing my own customized sushi/asian dishware set.
my sister took me to paint pottery today.
and i painted a rice bowl and a sushi plate.
i'm excited.

i have no car.
but i do have three different types of drugs.

long story short.
i was rear-ended.
hit the car in front of me.
car is probably totaled.
i have whiplash (duh)
so i got me painkillers and such.