or do i mean dream-like motifs? i'm getting dizzy on a regular basis because i stay up late writing letters. it's okay as long as i drink coffee in the half hour between school and work. i have the compulsion to floss my teeth three times a day. i appease it. finding things i thought i had lost or lost interest in. as for boys, i mostly feel like ripping them up. there are some exceptions. i guess i'm obsessed with facebook now, in addition to
the killers' "when you were young" (supposedly tim burton is directing their new video), sunshine, exotic accent marks, and jenny lewis' hair. mix cds. memories. i am very preoccupied with the prospect of a dateless, dressless, partyless homecoming. that is not even homecoming. that is every other day of the year. i have to be sure to request that i not be scheduled to work either that day or october eighteenth when marjan satrapi is coming to uma! tremendous. it is really important that i prove my self-worth through skillful milkshake-making and order-taking. i've never been more serious in my damn life.