like a boy in high heels.
i've broken my not seeing anybody policy during break twice. once you realize you've been in the same position since tuesday, and have only moved to check the mail or get ice cream, it's time to move. i'm starting to spoon with the TV.
nikki and i went to see "big fish" which is a rad movie. really. any movie that can make two girls as bitter as divorced mid-lifers cry, it's good times. the boys were crying too. tears splashing on their studded hot topic belts. that made me cry more.
and i really want that t-shirt "my girlfriend is cuter than your girlfriend" or "i'm not gay but my girlfriend is." maybe i would actually find the lesbian bar in north beach (THE CHERRY PIT). guys are lame in the city. or they're gay. (i will not use the word "metrosexual" as that is the most non-sensical buthering of the english language in recent journalistic memory).
i should really leave my house. my intent was to have some sort of spiritual (!!!) awakening. like one of those silent retreats where you put yourself through hell in the name of divine visions. all i really do though is read. the hillary clinton biography no less. it was eaither that or ann coulter, who i strangely admire. the hillary one was 30% off.
i do appreciate the cat calls here though. boys here don't know any better.
but i'm over subtelty.
nikki and i went to see "big fish" which is a rad movie. really. any movie that can make two girls as bitter as divorced mid-lifers cry, it's good times. the boys were crying too. tears splashing on their studded hot topic belts. that made me cry more.
and i really want that t-shirt "my girlfriend is cuter than your girlfriend" or "i'm not gay but my girlfriend is." maybe i would actually find the lesbian bar in north beach (THE CHERRY PIT). guys are lame in the city. or they're gay. (i will not use the word "metrosexual" as that is the most non-sensical buthering of the english language in recent journalistic memory).
i should really leave my house. my intent was to have some sort of spiritual (!!!) awakening. like one of those silent retreats where you put yourself through hell in the name of divine visions. all i really do though is read. the hillary clinton biography no less. it was eaither that or ann coulter, who i strangely admire. the hillary one was 30% off.
i do appreciate the cat calls here though. boys here don't know any better.
but i'm over subtelty.