Aug 30, 2007 16:39
Work is work. Nothing too difficult now.The music isn't exactly my taste. I had a nice time burning those cards, now my apartment smells like ash. Here's to open windows and incense. Someone's got a sense of humor and far too much time on their hands with those little shits. Damn.
[[How'd the full moon go? I was preoccupied. I wanted to stop by.]]
[[I feel like shit. Nicholas is being a gentleman. I broke his nose, on my knee in my living room. He broke a coffee mug over my wrist and says sorry and wants to pay for it. I really don't know how to deal with that. I'm working around my wrist, I've never liked doctors but it's fucking stupid to keep up. Guess I'll take him up on the offer. I don't need an injury to come back and haunt me. I have enough of those.
Nicholas Brocklehurst is gay. Game over. Not that I was close by any means. Shouldn't feel too bad.
I think the worst of it is I can't exactly talk to anyone. Hn. I could. Almost began to confide in Budd. We went drinking. That made me feel a little better. For being such a dumbass and a drunk, little things he says...
Live and learn is something that Bill would say.]]
O-ren. Let's do something. You and me. Drop me a line.
fuck this shit,
budd,
money,
despite all my rage,
work,
valentine brothers,
o-ren