it's been a long time and right now i'm feeling kind of sick
who knows what i've been doing... watching television working spending time with my husband... not sitting here in front of this thing writing here... nothing to say really... am still thinking more and doing less, will probably always do that. coffee didn't stunt me believe me it was something else. am going to write the faulty memoirs of myself in a self aggrandizing and very fictionalized fashion... and in my writing style which is unfortunately senseless as all get out... i put a slight sample of it in an earlier entry and i can't wait to get it fleshed the fuck out... do i think i'm gonna get this book printed by anyone, no, do i think i'm gonna make it as a writer, no, don't look at me like that... i'm really not delusional... i'm just tired. so far things have been looking like a dream hazy and unfortunately very easily forgotten
i saw katie finally but it sucked cause her boyfriend is drunk and disrespectful... and i over react to situations a lot of the time but it was late and he was making fun of vaginas... i'm sure you all understand... god damn do i miss hanging out with her, but if i have to talk about one more indie rock band that i've been listening to for six or more years and am talked the fuck out about i think i might just kill myself... i think i just might...
oh shit do i have a lot to live for though... i remember being happy and i'm pretty damn sure this is what it felt like... had a good day today which is weird cause i felt kind of ill all day and i tried to go buy jeff's books for school and the bookstore was closed though it said on their website that they were open until seven on mondays... that sort of thing shouldn't happen in america that's akin to nine fucking eleven to a tired me...
i should go to bed... i don't have to work tomorrow didn't have to work today... maybe i'll accomplish something useful tomorrow not that i could identify useful i've heard it takes one to know one...
victoria
i saw katie finally but it sucked cause her boyfriend is drunk and disrespectful... and i over react to situations a lot of the time but it was late and he was making fun of vaginas... i'm sure you all understand... god damn do i miss hanging out with her, but if i have to talk about one more indie rock band that i've been listening to for six or more years and am talked the fuck out about i think i might just kill myself... i think i just might...
oh shit do i have a lot to live for though... i remember being happy and i'm pretty damn sure this is what it felt like... had a good day today which is weird cause i felt kind of ill all day and i tried to go buy jeff's books for school and the bookstore was closed though it said on their website that they were open until seven on mondays... that sort of thing shouldn't happen in america that's akin to nine fucking eleven to a tired me...
i should go to bed... i don't have to work tomorrow didn't have to work today... maybe i'll accomplish something useful tomorrow not that i could identify useful i've heard it takes one to know one...
victoria