Woke up, 1:00 PM to a phone call from Taylor. I guess her evening was quite interesting, like mine. Took a drag off my joint. Something to ease the pain. Soothe the papercuts. The afflictions of my thoughts are really getting to me. Read LJ. Let the swirling words permeate through my head. Took a shower. Ahhh, who wouldn't lap this up?
What the hell is this?
Rent My Child? Sick, sad little world we live in.
Thanks to
mopoj for the link
So, $48 gives me a full tank of gas. Thanks Bush, and Katrina. Chochbags.