i leave in an hour to get on a plane.
i get back in tulsa at 9.00 sometime or another (p.m.)
i have been in not tulsa for a month.
damn.
i am looking forward to coming back, because i miss everyone.
and, noah, i have a few presents for you. :)
prepare yourself.

and. it was wonderful. coffee in the states is not even coffee. and i hate everything. this hate is mostly directed towards a country that i soon have to return to. go to hell. that is all.

yesterday was a long trek to hyde park with fifty grams of mushrooms in my pack. then there were lots of people and beer. and some pot. and then there was honey and mushrooms. and fuck. jesus christ. i did a bit too much. and i leave for france tuesday. and.... i miss tulsa (sort of) but, mostly just miss the people in it. not the town itself. the

yesterday i saw the best band ever. and when i say ever i mean ever. god. so so good.
japanese trance-punk crossover. it was awsome. my ears are still ringing. (they are called polysics)
i suggest downloading some. well they are much much better live. anyways. now we are going to an
anarchist squat.
love.

bleh. without pot, sleep is nearly impossible.

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i didn't know it was possible for so many things to go wrong...

amelia is here. we have been par-tey-ing. it rocks. i am tired. i saw calder last night and my throat hurt alot. i also saw noah and ryan. they both are doing well. and. grg. amelia is still asleep and i am not doing anything. other than being a lame-face and updating. hyphens are the best invention ever.

the end.

my feet smell. and so does my head. i.e. my head hurts. and. i hate you.
love,
taylore