zan madeout with only two boys, it would have been more if not for some focused cockblocking and running-away, and salad fingers, that will kill the mood (rusty spoons/kettle). ive already planned her course of study and boyfriends. more like i will steer her clear of (or do i mean straight into?) certain boys: cokehead boys, mean jewish boys, adam yale
today: so tired i signed the screen you sign for credit card transactions with a real pen and didnt understand why it didnt work so signed it again, so tired
tonight: snorting ritalin off the cool, cool table of our bin, getting scolded for having glass bottles of (diet) cream soda which insects obviously dont like
this is the only picture i have of zan, but it about sums it up