9:16 p.m. x 2003-11-29
something about watching "the rules of attraction" twenty-seven times (nine of those times without sound, twice fast-forewarded on OnDemand to some sick, speed-esque delight), scrambling about a huge, desolate mall to find a decent copy of the book, and having downright unhealthy erotic fantasies about james van der beek and kip pardue rolling around in your closet, stoned and smiling, that transforms all your waking energy into an odd preoccupation with the smith's lyrics.
so - this thanksgiving, i am thankful for homoerotic digital cabel.
hope everyone is having a nice random national holiday (and THANK YOU, DAMI! for the beautiful card ~).
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start