dear friends ( Read more... )

who wants to go to the punkrock craft sale with me?
FUCK you guys are in stratford
gah

we drank eighty-eight wine around that square black table.
talking and laughing and connecting.
and when i went upstairs and used that bathroom (with so many memories kept inside it)
i checked your room, hoping it would be the same.
and it's not.
but for some reason
i thought it would be.

among the best advice i've ever recieved:

all we have is waiting says:
try as many guys out as you can do as many drugs get into as many fights go fishing eat burgers smell the flowers pee outside in a park.

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i got a job interview today! music world called me back. huzzah! i wanted hmv, but it's basically the same thing. and music world is a little more laid back i think. they don't wear uniforms OR aprons! siiiick. i really hope this works out. it's like my dream to work in a music store and talk about music all day long. i watched high fidelity last ( Read more... )

so i've washed every corner of my body
and washed my sheets
and clothes
and am trying to make it go away
i just want it to go away.

i saw a banana peel on the street today. not just any old banana peel that was lying on its side, like i usually or have ever seen, but one like in the movies. a slapstick comedy, where someone steps on it and falls, to much hilarity. i wish i'd seen someone slip on it.

even though i have a job, i'm so unbelievably bored this summer. especially now that thomas has a job, which is great, but limits our time together! but i am proud. a working class hero ( Read more... )

there's an elephant down the street