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i have mosquito bites just above my asscrack. it seems this latest attacker felt a double bite each time would be a good idea and as a result i've got two above the crack & two on the ankle. bastard.
my mother and i went to downtown LA today and i acquired some FABULOUS bottomsss for my jiggly thighs and stick-like lower leg area. it was a good time with my mama. she pointed out that it's better to smoke marijuana than to take downers, like alcohol. i wholly agreed with the woman. she also explained to me her and my dad's latest view on the world, which i've realized is most likely the view theyre stickin to. it is as follows: god is in everything and is everywhere. the farther one is from love, which is what god is--i think, then the farther one is from a happy life and good life. there is only love and fear, i guess.
sound familiar?
that's right. donnie darko. fucking indie hip kid flicks.
anyhow, it makes them feel good. they are always reminding themselves of what they should be grateful for. they are forever telling me that there is no true time but the present moment.
okay...?
anyway.
i would love it if i quit forever 21 tomorrow and didn't look back. fucking shit hole of a place. the managers don't do shit. except for jorge and soo. those two rule. and caroline. a good portion of the employees are borderline stupidheads and doofuses. this, my friends, is not an amazing workplace. nevertheless, there are some winners, such as mihaela and renee. nikkita is my partner in hatred. i am constantly wanting a joint and a smoothie when i'm there.
next week, this guy comes back to LA:
upon his arrival and my first available day off, kissing will commence and hugging will ensue and there will be no end to it until we decided there's not enough to do that, only time for UNIVERSAL STUDIOS!
moving to SF in august will be fantabulous. i love whom i'm going to live with. i hope dalton wants to live with us and we can find/make a suitable fourth room for him to live in and for one of us to work in. i love dalton.
my mother and i went to downtown LA today and i acquired some FABULOUS bottomsss for my jiggly thighs and stick-like lower leg area. it was a good time with my mama. she pointed out that it's better to smoke marijuana than to take downers, like alcohol. i wholly agreed with the woman. she also explained to me her and my dad's latest view on the world, which i've realized is most likely the view theyre stickin to. it is as follows: god is in everything and is everywhere. the farther one is from love, which is what god is--i think, then the farther one is from a happy life and good life. there is only love and fear, i guess.
sound familiar?
that's right. donnie darko. fucking indie hip kid flicks.
anyhow, it makes them feel good. they are always reminding themselves of what they should be grateful for. they are forever telling me that there is no true time but the present moment.
okay...?
anyway.
i would love it if i quit forever 21 tomorrow and didn't look back. fucking shit hole of a place. the managers don't do shit. except for jorge and soo. those two rule. and caroline. a good portion of the employees are borderline stupidheads and doofuses. this, my friends, is not an amazing workplace. nevertheless, there are some winners, such as mihaela and renee. nikkita is my partner in hatred. i am constantly wanting a joint and a smoothie when i'm there.
next week, this guy comes back to LA:
upon his arrival and my first available day off, kissing will commence and hugging will ensue and there will be no end to it until we decided there's not enough to do that, only time for UNIVERSAL STUDIOS!
moving to SF in august will be fantabulous. i love whom i'm going to live with. i hope dalton wants to live with us and we can find/make a suitable fourth room for him to live in and for one of us to work in. i love dalton.