Monday

Mail.

I have a gmail account that I never use.
Spent some quality time with little sis out east recently.

I've started dying my clothes.
I have a visitor coming in on Friday.

Thursday

Skin Suit.

Tomorrow is my last day of class.
There is this girl who sits behind me, and I just can't put my finger on it.
There is something off with her.
I have said many times that the look on her face is that of a girl who just saw a dick for the first time.
But it's more than that.
She could definitely be a serial killer.
I bet she has pet guinea pigs too.
Those things aaaaalways be smellin' like pee.

Religion.

Ok.
I have a bum foot. I fucked it up blahblahblah. The bones are fucked blahblah.

BUT
Step dad was sending me some great texts in the thick of it. Unfortunately I cleaned out my text message in/outbox. I will try and remember. One said something like.

"Pray it better, no go to doctor."

Here are some new ones.

"Do u have tax file?"
8/20/09
9:06am

"sup dawg?'
8/20/09
7:27am

"sup clucky chicken?"
8/18/09
1:44pm

Wednesday

Trash.

I saw a fucking woman two days ago.
She had made a vest out of an old orange plastic bag.
Wearing a pink helmet.
And was picking up trash with a FUCKING metal stick which she had rigged up with a CLAW.

This woman had fucking SELF IDENTIFIED as a SANITATION WORKER.

Pocket dial.

This morning I accidentally called a kid I used to fool around with like five years ago.
He just called back.

Sunday

Travel.

I'm in a bit of a funk.

School is over on Friday.

Quitting the city for two weeks.

Just in case.


I am totally in to this.

Wednesday

Television.

Currently looking for old episodes of 'Murder She Wrote.'
Jessica Fletcher was one hot lady.

Monday

...

There is something so stylish about monogrammed stationary.
I think I would love a set of custom envelopes more than anything in the world.
Recently I thought up this idea about putting all of my clothing in to large envelopes and labeling them. For when I travel next.


Step dad just called.
"I just ate a slice of Pizza!"
"Why are you calling me?"
"To tell you I just ate a slice of Pizza!"
"So. I'm studying. Leave me alone."
"Oh Oh Oh no."
....

Also.


i've been sitting on this for a while.
stole this image from public personae.
awarness & consciousness

La Suite Fran├žaise.

Found out today it's more than a book. I should have known.

Texts.

"sup paddlin dogg?"
8/3/09
9:34am

"Fwd: Git ur Buggy T Bumper out of bed!"
8/3/09
9:21am

"sup party dogg?"
8/2/09
10:21pm

"sup dig dogg?"
8/2/09
7:33pm

"Fwd: Buggy t Bed Buddy Bumpers git ur bum out of bed!"
8/1/09
6:40pm