not taking my pills and dylan, wonderboy.

Apr 11, 2004 23:42

My mood has taken a swift dive for the worse. Fuck that shit. If I start to feel too victim-y I repulse MYSELF. I just need to work on my karma. And stop having bad dreams where I realise that my friends aren't my friends at all, but terrible eigth graders who talk behind my back and try and trip me in the halls. On that note- I wonder where Derek De Laat IS these days.

dylan: lucy
lucy: yes?
dylan: can I mail you my corpse when I die in a motorcycle accident (or some other totally bad ass way) so that you can do something cool with it
dylan: like
dylan: it should have it's own career
lucy: oh
lucy: why don't you just put it in your will
dylan: I mean
dylan: well
lucy: that you want your corpse
dylan: I don't trust myself
lucy: to be in horror films
dylan: well like
dylan: I'm too busy rocking out to make a will
lucy: oh
lucy: i see
lucy: well, i can try
dylan: and I don't think my ghost will notice, so don't worry about ghost dylan disapproving or something
dylan: he will be shredding guitar on a thunderbird while it jumps ramps

goodnight,
Lucy

P.S. I might be going to Toronto (possibly twice) this spring/summer. I haven't been to Toronto since I went to see Beck in 2000.
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