May 17, 2005 11:00
um. My refrigerator says "betrayal" "fUCKin kAngaRoOs" (but the second 'a' is really an upside down 'v') and "i like your bass". I'm not sure what to think about that.
I think I need to talk about some things, but I'm not sure that it would help. Maybe it's best to leave it alone? Who knows. Talking last night was bad, but helped. And then later on last night, the awkwardness I previously mentioned completely went away. Issues being unknowingly addressed by the person addressing them. OH! CRYPTIC MESSAGES!! How I love them.
But seriously. I'm fucking hungry. Bitch, make me a sandwich. I miss Chris. WHY DID YOU LEAVE US?!
Eh. I feel weird. Like, today should be a fun day, but that's completely impossible given the circumstances.
I would like to speak to James.