the return of the curse of maggie's livejournal
(some quick facts about the hermit)
i was recently told, by her father, the story of anna pack clambering out of her crib at a mere nine months old.
i played domino's for three hours with my family on new year's eve and lost in a bad way. i almost got hit by fireworks and then went to bed at one p.m.
i watched 28 days later and had nightmares about the fuckin thing.
this morning an old man leaned over my shoulder and muttered "what the hell is that supposed to mean?"
three nights ago, while i hid in the dark of my room, the neighbor across the alley serenaded me with his own gravelly, unkempt version of U2's 'with or without you' and then stepped inside from his balcony and shut the door. the exact same thing happened approximately two and a half months ago. the same terrible voice singing the same damn song. real bizarre, but so fucking great.
the bestest bits: i received some lovely pink mittens, a turntable, and lots of nice bowls.
today i ran across on the news a female anchor whose job it was to give a rundown of 'This Week In Soaps!' very animatedly and in a way that made me want to throw my apple juice at the t.v. screen, she recounted the pursuits of every soap opera. i wanted to vomit.
i did not actually vomit.
i was recently told, by her father, the story of anna pack clambering out of her crib at a mere nine months old.
i played domino's for three hours with my family on new year's eve and lost in a bad way. i almost got hit by fireworks and then went to bed at one p.m.
i watched 28 days later and had nightmares about the fuckin thing.
this morning an old man leaned over my shoulder and muttered "what the hell is that supposed to mean?"
three nights ago, while i hid in the dark of my room, the neighbor across the alley serenaded me with his own gravelly, unkempt version of U2's 'with or without you' and then stepped inside from his balcony and shut the door. the exact same thing happened approximately two and a half months ago. the same terrible voice singing the same damn song. real bizarre, but so fucking great.
the bestest bits: i received some lovely pink mittens, a turntable, and lots of nice bowls.
today i ran across on the news a female anchor whose job it was to give a rundown of 'This Week In Soaps!' very animatedly and in a way that made me want to throw my apple juice at the t.v. screen, she recounted the pursuits of every soap opera. i wanted to vomit.
i did not actually vomit.