I'll crush him with everything I own.
I kind of never update anymore.
The past couple of months have been a blur. I still don't have a job and I can't sleep ever so the days just sort of blend together in a weird way and confuse me. Tom and I have been looking at all these places. We like these abandoned places and drive around to look at them. There are places that make us think we are not in Staten Island and we want to move to the country and live in an old house but not really.
Sometimes I wish that grass had this sweet kind of smell and I could lay in it and not have bugs on me. I like late afternoon sun where its kind of warm and makes everything look nice. I like big old houses with wrap around porches and I want to eat breakfast and drink coffee and smoke cloves on them. I like when things are covered in dust. There are these pictures of the insides of abandoned houses where everything is left where it was. Dishes and clothes and stuff and I think its the most gorgeous thing ever and I want to go look for these places and just sit in them but I would be scared probably. We went to the Conference House and there was a garden and a cat and I thought I took a picture of an old lady ghost staring at me or maybe watching her cat but it was just curtains.
On Saturday Tom and I are supposed to be driving up to Sleepy hollow and Lyndhurst and there is this castle in lyndhurst and we are going to take pictures of it and eat sandwhiches. Maybe sleepy hollow will be all creepy-like and make me feel nice. For some reason I don't think we are going to go but I don't really mind either way.
We went to jersey with my parents and it was all country-ish in this part and they sold all this nice fresh food and I got this maple candy that I like. It was all nice. Then we went to this flea market and they have these knives. Knives make me feel all crazy inside. I like fancy little daggers and want 10 billion of them. Tom likes them too and we are going to have all knives and swords in our big old house and maybe all the little children in the neighborhood will be told to stay away from those eccentric people in that crazy house and they will make up stories about us over camp fires and dare eachother to ring our doorbell on Halloween and then we will actually be nice and give the best candy. Or maybe we will poison it. No, we'll be nice.
I am going to see Regina Spektor play tomorrow. She's really good.
So. How are you?
The past couple of months have been a blur. I still don't have a job and I can't sleep ever so the days just sort of blend together in a weird way and confuse me. Tom and I have been looking at all these places. We like these abandoned places and drive around to look at them. There are places that make us think we are not in Staten Island and we want to move to the country and live in an old house but not really.
Sometimes I wish that grass had this sweet kind of smell and I could lay in it and not have bugs on me. I like late afternoon sun where its kind of warm and makes everything look nice. I like big old houses with wrap around porches and I want to eat breakfast and drink coffee and smoke cloves on them. I like when things are covered in dust. There are these pictures of the insides of abandoned houses where everything is left where it was. Dishes and clothes and stuff and I think its the most gorgeous thing ever and I want to go look for these places and just sit in them but I would be scared probably. We went to the Conference House and there was a garden and a cat and I thought I took a picture of an old lady ghost staring at me or maybe watching her cat but it was just curtains.
On Saturday Tom and I are supposed to be driving up to Sleepy hollow and Lyndhurst and there is this castle in lyndhurst and we are going to take pictures of it and eat sandwhiches. Maybe sleepy hollow will be all creepy-like and make me feel nice. For some reason I don't think we are going to go but I don't really mind either way.
We went to jersey with my parents and it was all country-ish in this part and they sold all this nice fresh food and I got this maple candy that I like. It was all nice. Then we went to this flea market and they have these knives. Knives make me feel all crazy inside. I like fancy little daggers and want 10 billion of them. Tom likes them too and we are going to have all knives and swords in our big old house and maybe all the little children in the neighborhood will be told to stay away from those eccentric people in that crazy house and they will make up stories about us over camp fires and dare eachother to ring our doorbell on Halloween and then we will actually be nice and give the best candy. Or maybe we will poison it. No, we'll be nice.
I am going to see Regina Spektor play tomorrow. She's really good.
So. How are you?