sunday's on the phone to monday, tuesday's on the phone to me.

Jan 04, 2005 19:28

she said she wants to be a dancer.
..... // can anybody tell me?

i have the angry half of my heart set on the cottage on Dot St.

the angry half, because it stands unperturbed and fiery and stubborn, burns all the night and pays the electric bill.

the angry half, because that's the bigger half, dontyouknow.

i mean, come on. Jaime & Justin on Dot St., literally right next door to the train depot. it apparently has pretty landscaping, so we won't be tempted to leave broken armchairs displayed in the front lawn.

or maybe. (shoutout to "Maybe", R.I.P. <3)

i just don't know what to do anymore. i can't get past "return movies" on the list, because Blockbuster doesn't have late fees any longer so what's the use?

i got a digital camera for christmas. and a pretty little printer robot to develop them in the comfort and privacy of. my. own. home. no more Albertson's taking secret duplicates of all the pictures of me naked with my bong and unregistered weaponry.

sunday's on the phone to monday..

hmmm.. ramble, ramble, ramble, & ramble ON. i think heidi's coming back tonight, but i probably won't see her for two weeks anyway, because she has a beast of a (country bumpkin) boyfriend who, if he doesn't have her locked in his castle on Linda Vista, whisks her away to fucking Pheonix for no good reason. butt-HURT. har, har -- only kidding, kiddo.

let me introduce you to the white widow.
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