cold hot cold hot cold hot cold hot
this is the way adrienne gets sick.. one second its a beautiful day in the neighborhood and then the next im in a cold chamber underground.. ha cold chamber sounds like coal chamber. fun stuff let me tell you...
ANYWAY, so my cell phone is MIA in fair haven somewhere in the back of julie's friend sid's dad's car. all around the mulberry bush the monkey chased the weasel. what beautiful twists life throws you. i hope to god all these kids finish their god damn SATs so i dont have to hear about it anymore. fucking OVER THE TOP.
oh adrienne why are you typing in your live journal on a friday night, and peanut gallery i don't know what to tell you. because i have no will power to move my body combined with the 16-17 yr old obsession with the SAts. fuck i say to you standardized tests. titty fuck your mom in all seriousness.
went on igoe road today again for the 69th time in hopes of seeing the murder shack on the way out but it was too dark. and julie was a pussy. muhahaha. i am the eggwoman.
why the FUCK am i typing separate pointless paragraphs? to pass the time perhaps, when i could be doing something remotely productively like writing a solo for some of the songs im supposed to. but what good is a solo for a band that will never really manifest itself. but ill do it in the hopes of, but everyone has their own agenda. i think i have a problem with my blood not circulating fast and efficient enough to keep me warm. im going to go draw a picture on my wall again perhaps of liberace or little richard.
ANYWAY, so my cell phone is MIA in fair haven somewhere in the back of julie's friend sid's dad's car. all around the mulberry bush the monkey chased the weasel. what beautiful twists life throws you. i hope to god all these kids finish their god damn SATs so i dont have to hear about it anymore. fucking OVER THE TOP.
oh adrienne why are you typing in your live journal on a friday night, and peanut gallery i don't know what to tell you. because i have no will power to move my body combined with the 16-17 yr old obsession with the SAts. fuck i say to you standardized tests. titty fuck your mom in all seriousness.
went on igoe road today again for the 69th time in hopes of seeing the murder shack on the way out but it was too dark. and julie was a pussy. muhahaha. i am the eggwoman.
why the FUCK am i typing separate pointless paragraphs? to pass the time perhaps, when i could be doing something remotely productively like writing a solo for some of the songs im supposed to. but what good is a solo for a band that will never really manifest itself. but ill do it in the hopes of, but everyone has their own agenda. i think i have a problem with my blood not circulating fast and efficient enough to keep me warm. im going to go draw a picture on my wall again perhaps of liberace or little richard.