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how the millenium comes violently!

not in a good head space but what does that even mean anyway? i cant babysit bottles of wine that drink themselves. i had to go home.

i also hate being disrespected. i also hate people who repeat themselves. over and over. when they're totally wasted. and i hate weird confrontations with ex boyfriends and how they should deal with their insecurities. i hate the fact that certain people are so torn up that they just go around tearing the pieces away and sprinkling them like ticker tape over everyone they see.

ooh how poetic. i am slowly getting over all these situations at hand. it's like when you read a comic book, and your really really wrapped up in the drama of the story and the superhero makes you feel real fucking good and no one understands you and this super-world. but then the comic ends and your like, oh yeah duh, it was just a comic book.

however i keep buying more and more comics and guess what? they're going up in price.

its group therapy vs. same old story having a battle in my head and no, i'm not talking about who you think im talking about. actually, it's not really a battle. its more like a batting cage or fun times at mini golf.

hey its fun. life is fun. lately i love: smoking, dinosaur jr., slant 6 (again), dried fruit and wheat germ bubble tea, the idea of going upstate, under the banner of heaven (morman fundamentalists!), dave berman (always), old episodes of newsradio i found on tape, working the door at parties, djbadmom, walking everywhere with coffee cigarette and ipod holy shit i'm a fucking stockbroker. yeah!

2:23 a.m. - 2004-09-17

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