8:30 p.m. x 2006-02-23
clare, kenzie & i went to the mall with jimmy to cheer him up. he's grounded; he was grounded all ready because of me. blargh. i bought him his birthday gift and i got myself a skirt. it's a skirt of liberation.
TWO WEEKS, man, and st. james is legal. jim's a fucking angel; that'll be whackass to see. utterly, unspeakably whackass.
i hung out with jonpaul the half-college companion today, we puzzled over a taco about the nature of fidelity. today i think i ate a very slight sliver of cereal, that imposter taco, a frostee, half a sandwich, some mini rice cakes and a cookie. i'm sick of starving, my body wants to be taken care of. i've had a tough row, so i should do nice things for me. i'm going to hop out soon and purchase a jacket that i encountered today.
i really like the way i look now. i'm really happy with myself now, because i feel really great. i'm freed up.
jimmy's gonna do it. he's on fire.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start