i like throwing my voice and breaking guitars

4:26 p.m. x 2005-12-28

evening avec la clare, amber and ALEX! notable lack of kara, excess of rob zombie in all forms, mild conversational depth, overall: nice. strawberry soda, darwin fish, tony the pony, i wanted chicken so badly i could've cried. amber went nobly forth to work as alex took clare and i to the mall and i bought a shirt proclaiming "i'm not okay". unceasingly delightful! barnes & noble, home, scalp-ache from makeshift hairdo.

ONE!

fuck yo mama!
TWO!
fuck yo sista!
THREE!
fuck yo grandmaw!
FOUR!
but most of all, FUCK YOU!
BOOOOOOOM

'sright.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
JOBJOBJOB
interviewinterviewinterview
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11