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Ok so heres a little amendment to my last entry. Not a big one, I said a little one. And yes, I am really stoned, and rambling. But this is important goddamnit. : ) I just got finished sitting on my front porch with Pam and Jason, smoking and chatting about, well...you know how that goes...everything. So we talked about the primitive moss, parasites, old friends we had... some cutters, some hitch hiking across the entire country with us, even some that we swore went cross-eyed the day after you made him skip class in third grade. None of it really has anything to do with this, but it really really does. So it hit me, between talking about the parks we spent every weekend with frying the fish that my whole family unit consisting of my parents and my five siblings and myself, had caught that night before. Between those stories and the rememberance that my sister kinda is, cradle to the grave, my best friend. sheesh how emo. lol But really also, the amendment being.... I dont really need to live in Amsterdam, or Bora Bora, or Germany, or Austrailia or even Canada to start my very own commune...I think our 'rents did alright in Milton...lol So yeah..Aj just imed me..Im out like woah...
alright, so I guess by..."Im out like woah" I meant...lemme minimize this journal screen so I can forget about it for an hour and then come back and add to it. Staring straight into the face of the possibility that I am, in effect, raping it of all emotional quality? I hope not...but here I am. lol
I need these things:
-clean out my rats cage...they prolly hate me.
-make some more clothes...I mean, I might be a bit of a hippie...but really folks...the same old handmade rags?? I actually love my shredded clothes..lol I just want to create some new ones..lol
-make friends kat..sheesh...leave the house. They arent all greasy talla-nastians..(really..there has to be some greasy sex-hippies around here too..)
-quick amendment to the above...sex-hippies? really lets try not to use that word again. on that ill end