July 11, 2005

  • “She stares in holy trance & she really likes to fly.” –Ben Kweller-


     


    I accidentally jabbed myself with a friggin’ fork. Yeah, I forked myself in the wrist trying to open a bag of hotdogs. Accident prone much? FannnnTASTIC.


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    Maria thinks I got skinny. I think Maria got blind.


     


    I finally broke my piggy bank last night & not only did I get shards of glass all mixed in with my moola, I also only totaled $66, which isn’t enough for a guitar OR a new digital camera. What a freakin’ bummer.


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    Kev had a party on Saturday. I befriended some awesome senior girls who I want to be friends with even if they make me feel like a geezer, & I wrestled with both Kyle & Ben for no apparent reason. I slept erratically & had sex dreams about inappropriate non-boyfriend people, & I woke up hungover but made it to work in time.


     


    Ummm, don’t worry, the cloud in my eye is gone. God bless the optometrist.


     


    Last night I made an IHOP run with some of the gang- how wonderful are extra-crispy hash browns at 2 a.m.? And speaking of crispy potatoes, I smell like French fries, so I’m outtttt to get so fresh & so clean.


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