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i didn't sleep any last night.
erica came over around noon and we went to the grocery store. we bought stuff and made two cakes, and chocolate chip cookies. yes, we were some true betty crocker motherfuckers today.
haha not really. we made her dad a german chocolate cake, and he found out today that he can't eat shit like that because he needs to go on a diet. i baked a caramel cake, with vanilla icing. i can't eat too much sweet stuff though, it makes me sick.
we went to courtyard & i got a cup of french roast and sat back and cheeled. i wanted to smoke a cigarette so bad but erica wouldn't let me. we went to the library and she checked out two books: dating for dummies, and a book about overcoming your obsession with food. i checked out a sylvia plath book. i brought her back to my house so she could get her car and then i went out to my dads. i smoked a cigarette on the way out there and another one on the way back.. i smoked half a pack yesterday. i'm real antsy now and i'm thinking i should go out and smoke one really fast. the next time mom makes me take her to the store i'm going to beg her to buy me a pack of newports. she can't get pissed off at me for smoking because she's done it around me and so has dad.
badbad, i know. we all have our bad habits, and i just picked this one up out of nowhere.
i want to drive to either atlanta or myrtle beach for my birthday. just to get out of this hell hole. it all depends on how much lootage i get sunday though.
erica came over around noon and we went to the grocery store. we bought stuff and made two cakes, and chocolate chip cookies. yes, we were some true betty crocker motherfuckers today.
haha not really. we made her dad a german chocolate cake, and he found out today that he can't eat shit like that because he needs to go on a diet. i baked a caramel cake, with vanilla icing. i can't eat too much sweet stuff though, it makes me sick.
we went to courtyard & i got a cup of french roast and sat back and cheeled. i wanted to smoke a cigarette so bad but erica wouldn't let me. we went to the library and she checked out two books: dating for dummies, and a book about overcoming your obsession with food. i checked out a sylvia plath book. i brought her back to my house so she could get her car and then i went out to my dads. i smoked a cigarette on the way out there and another one on the way back.. i smoked half a pack yesterday. i'm real antsy now and i'm thinking i should go out and smoke one really fast. the next time mom makes me take her to the store i'm going to beg her to buy me a pack of newports. she can't get pissed off at me for smoking because she's done it around me and so has dad.
badbad, i know. we all have our bad habits, and i just picked this one up out of nowhere.
i want to drive to either atlanta or myrtle beach for my birthday. just to get out of this hell hole. it all depends on how much lootage i get sunday though.