on long island..
i hope i can get the rest of the things finished on my lists before we leave.
i'm excited that the walk of shame have an acoustic show next thursday. i love them so much. my brother is so rad. his music use to blow so many goats and now it's way perfect.
tonight, while i was emptying out this huge black chest of chase's that was filled with empty alcohol bottles, i found two letters i wrote him from july of 2003. i was totally happy i found them until i read them. they were fucking TERRIBLE. i feel so embarrassed to have even written that awful bullshit. eh.. i kept thinking for years and years that i had given him so much of myself- the best parts of everything i had to say and i said it all really well and now i know that i was seriously just a stupid fucking child. god, no wonder he never fell in love with me.
i'm going to eat some melatonin and wait for morning to get some more shit done.
friday-
headlights +
throw out rotting food +
assess what needs to be packed +
acquire boxes +
pack things +
friday update:
i'm super proud of myself for doing everything i've done today. i didn't do ALL of the rotting food because i couldn't handle it but i filled a whole bag. i was so completely unmotivated today but i still rocked tons of shit.
saturday-
go get money from western union
pack things
pack car
get car washed