Oct 30, 2006 22:21
it's hard to type with ine hand, you know?
I find that I leave my house only to discover why I don't leave my house.
I am glad I spent time with spencer on his birthday.
I am glad I still have friends, no matter how much I can convince myself I don't when I am alone.
I am glad that I can spin records whenever the fuck I want.
I am glad that I can smoke pot in my house for free.
I am glad I can still update my livejournal.
I am glad I have clean sheets.