i know that it's not a party if it happens every night...

[youmakemechoke]

pretending there's glamor and candelabra when you're drinking by candle light

i rode the bus today and read my journal. i only did it because i was alone.
and i haven't been left alone in a long time.
and i found a very nice note that said "Love, Calvin" at the end
thank you again :)

and i'm not very tired but i couldn't get up this morning and

i wish i could
tell you the truth
like i used to
and not be afraid of sounding fake.

my hair is very ratty and tangled because my household, at this time, is lacking in all conditioner/cream rinse like substances.
and i told Tanner i would sew the rip in his shirt
thats what i should be doing right now, because these are my last waking seconds.
when i get up i am going straight back down
into my bed, i mean.
and i dont care that my hair is wet
because its unmanageable anyway and it's a wives tale that sleeping with wet hair makes you sick.
even though i always believed it.
but i think i just need to blame my imperfections on something besides myself.
and my cat is walking back and forth in front of the computer screen and i think he's trying to say "go to sleep"
wait. i got it. he's trying to say "pet me"

yeah right

my dad made casserole.
Kassy's parents used to call her casserole.
i bet they still do.