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i sat in the park today and watched the bath jazz band perform. they were old. the audience was old. i felt old. the only female in the band was the bassist. i developed a crush on the couple sitting in front of me that were holding hands and sitting in their lawn chairs. i smoked a cigarette and pondered if nat sherman was the only constant thing in my life. i never came to an answer. i'm sick of feeling sorry for myself. i wish i had more real-life BFF4EVA friends... wanna hang out?
WHEN WILL I GET TO WEAR SCARVES AGAIN?!
and the moment i put one on, will all i think of is jim?
oh man.
i suppose i have nothing else to say.
oh. except tonight at work i played track five from that sorta kinda new q and not u album and i danced my fucking life away! "you ready to pay for that new sin city dvd that just came out, mr. so-and-so? well you'll just have to wait 'cause I'M A FUCKING DANCE PARTY!"
i think my sense of humor might be off.
WHEN WILL I GET TO WEAR SCARVES AGAIN?!
and the moment i put one on, will all i think of is jim?
oh man.
i suppose i have nothing else to say.
oh. except tonight at work i played track five from that sorta kinda new q and not u album and i danced my fucking life away! "you ready to pay for that new sin city dvd that just came out, mr. so-and-so? well you'll just have to wait 'cause I'M A FUCKING DANCE PARTY!"
i think my sense of humor might be off.