oh my
Josh Ritter's playing a show in New York. it's free. we should go. Daniella should mail me my money so I can go. with her $18, I just need a few more bucks and my train is set. or we'll drive. either way, I'm broke. summers are very strange and very strange things happen. I saw Kait on Saturday night and it would have been awkward if I hadn't been only partially there. Mom's calling the doctor tomorrow because I'm officially dying. I'm going to lose a thumb and then a toe and then a life. you watch. I'm not supposed to eat mushrooms & melon & tea & dried fruits & berries & vinegar & yeast & sugar & dairy products. that's starting... er, started, 2 hours ago. earlier we were eating yumsss for Laszlo's birthday. he's twenty three. he wants me to cut his hair. I think I'll start and stop in the middle just for fun. happy birthday to Sunkyu today. I smell like tea tree oil and it's gross. Krista came in and told me it smells weird. today we went to the library and got ten books & three videos & three DVD's. we've watched one video and one DVD. the television has been staying on lately which is very good. Pancake's been mean lately and I haven't really been changing my clothes.