Oh Jesus. (JAY-SUS! as Franny would say or Jay-sus, Murrry, and Jooosph, as I would say). I just did the Daniela P. and Jessica M. version of drunk typing (ra, ra, ra, pound pound pound). Not as thrilling as I thought. Fuck fuck fuck ( Read more... )

Hmmmmmm... Dot. Fucking. Dot. Fucking. Dot. Hmph ( Read more... )

and all i wanna do is turn around
i'm goin down to sleep on the bottom of the ocean
cos i couldn't let go
of the water and the setting sun.

OH christ.

I mean, it's better.

And I still think I ca'nt do it. But I will. I will.

Goodnight.

A few notes ( Read more... )

you never did notice ( Read more... )

Shit shit shit. I have this day off. And I have WASTED IT COMPLETELEY! I also cannot spell. Hmph ( Read more... )

Something is changing ( Read more... )

Mmmmmmmmmheat. I turned my heater on and it is so, so, so nice. I left my window open all nite (because it's easier for me to sleep when it's chilly) and I just took a shower ( Read more... )

Oh, I LOVE REGINA SPEKTOR. She makes me think of the winter which I both hate and love and brings back super, super awkward times (yikes, hookups...) but also really rockin' times (night of ME!). Urr. I slept through Lit Crit today because I've been sickies. Gross. Sickies. What a terrible word. But I think I've finally got some good sleep, so let' ( Read more... )

Mostly, I think, things are "O.K." and I say two letters to my mother over the phone. Senora and I laugh over cigarettes 2100 miles apart from each other, I develop a nasty cough, we laugh about other people's choices. I am learning to let alot go, and stop giving two shits, which means quiet most of the time. I take a lot of pills, walk six blocks ( Read more... )