Tina and I share the same thoughts at night ( Read more... )

Tangerine, Tangerine, Living reflection from a dream;
I was her love, she was my queen, And now a thousand years between.

Thinking how it used to be, Does she still remember times like these?
To think of us again? And I do.

I did my first "graf hitup" in Harvard Square, in your honour, doll.

Tonight I got home from work at 10. Que lastima, baby. Richard went online and I cleaned up the house and I cooked dinner. Today, it wasn't busy at all, so I was scooping cookies and cleaning up the kitchen, which was disgusting. I poured the corn chowder down the drain and it clogged. So, I used my hands to dig into the sink and remove the clog. ( Read more... )

If it wasn't so late, I'd be going to Harvard.. The radio's playing this dumb song about a "magic bus" and I'm getting annoyed. First off, I'm writing with the red pen. And I'm irritated, it's rainy, everyone is being little bitches, in that they refuse to go out in the rain. I'm sick of cleaning and being inside. And Tina and Rich left me for a ( Read more... )

When I woke up at Tina's yesterday, she told me that the new work schedule would be effective this week, thus I only knew that I would definitely have yesterday and today off because we're closed on Mondays. I went home and I decided to do everything I wanted to get done in the house. So, we painted the ugly grey trim going up the stairs and the ( Read more... )

I don't want to be an asshole and announce how unsympathetic I feel towards Merchant Rick and his lost belongings, but I did warn him against my most vicious inclinations. Therefore, the shit that went down last night was just shit hitting the fan after you've been drinking with people you don't know. The Scene - Dig. (Not the Boss Scagz album. I ( Read more... )

We were in Maine this weekend, sleeping in a tent that I had been trying to forget for weeks, a year ago. I don't have much to say about Maine, or the 4th of July. I don't like July 4th. John, Rich, Bunny and I drove out to the beach, to see the fireworks.. John didn't want to search for a parking place so we parked on a different part of the beach ( Read more... )

Bunny and I sat up the other night waiting for John and Rich to return from a party, and we made lists of things to do this summer, ways to save money. There was a piece of paper mixed among the lists which portrayed a penis, transformed into Mr. Moneybags, that popular Monopoly icon we all adore ( Read more... )

So I guess I was mis-self-informed when I decided things couldn't get any worse.. I wrote that Saturday when Rich and I broke up and then today, things bit my penis and got worse ( Read more... )

..I read a lot of stuff maybe I shouldn't have read and I don't know what to say except that I feel like I've reached the pinnacle of bad things and I'd like very much to remove someone's balls with a screwdriver.