fuck off

Aug 20, 2007 10:05

so it's down to 2 1/2 days now

dr. nettune's at 11:40

my cousin is finally on meds-- prozac to be exact. i think in a way it's going to save him, but maybe i'm just dellusional and hoping for too much. as long as he finds a way in himself to fucking stop doing crack/smack (not that he does it often). my grandma gave me and my mom two purses that were my aunt ellen's because otherwise they'd just sit up in her room and rot. he doesn't allow anyone to go in there except himself, which i can understand. it's been the same way for two 2 years, like mrs. havisham's house that dickens lovingly created. my grandma aLo snuck out this beautiful leather portfolio and is going to drive it over here once he's out of the house, because i could really use that. i need to ask if there are any cowboy boots left.

i have to pack all day and finish transferring my files

last day of work was saturday so i don't have to come in this week, obvieusement. i need a laptop lock and to pick up more of my meds.

i need to shower

deerhunter is celestial, sexual white-noise. the lead singer has marfan syndrome (like joey ramone)

on saurday at gaby's party sam cut my hair, after i got it cut horribly with my mom. in a way i saw it as my mom not being able to relinquish control. some kind of desperation... she would contradict me everytime i told the stylist to do something specific. in the end the poor woman ended up being really nervous and didn't know who to listen to and it came out horribly, the exact opposite of what i dreamed of. so sam cut it and now it's fucking short. gaby's party was a lot of fun

i can't believe we're living together

bob's party tonight? ragerrrrr

my room is fucking cold. why is it 60something degrees in august? what happened to indian summers

cheers ♥
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