Apr 26, 2009 04:03
my phone somehow got thrown onto my wet canvas. perhaps my fault.
I flipped my palette over onto the floor. goodbye security deposit.
Emily has developed the plague, and is now pink from the treatment.
someone said "BITE ME BITCH" to me, this was after I had yelled at them for being verbally forward to Emily and I after coming back from Rite Aid.
I had to call 911 after we saw a girl in the middle of the road. twisted in her bike. not moving. the drunk people who saw it happen (TRASHED black guy and his trashy white girlfriend) were freaked. group of guys on bike passed, one offered to "fix her shit" because "he had tools" and the other stuff, to which his friend replied "dude, you can't fix that".
the reason we were out at 3:45ish is because we were going to Krispy Kreme.
I am sleeping at Nick's tonight.
this is because I saw a spider in my bed tonight. I had a panic attack. he can have the bed.