If there is someone on your friends list you would love to have an epic, sweaty, damn-near-legendary, 12 hour fuckathon with, post this same exact sentence in your journal.
it is 5:34 am. i have class at 8. i should be writing that script that was due on monday. but as writers go, i am pretty blocked. so please, if you will, join me in a primeval death scream?
i forgot how people in this town celebrate things by getting in their cars, driving to some unknown location, and honking their horn the whole entire way.