|Current mood:|| amused|
|Current music:||aesop rock.|
Dont tell me lucifer and God dont carpool.
aesop rock is currently my love. i have his album "labor days", but i am going to go buy "float". i swear.
mmhmm. i am fucking tired.
Bo wants to go on a date, but he wont ask me. what kind of name is bo? a naive one. i like him. (ssh) hee hee. Bo. ahha. Bo. okay done.
tonight i am going to be hanging out with a bunch of cool kids in a hotel room at the Point Hilton. fucking nice hotel. they want to swim, i am on the rag. fuck. ah well.
i have these jeans that dont really fit me. i wear them anyway. they are comfortable.
a porn star named side burns (aka "ben"), has a crush on tiffany. he is a fucking psycho. i swear to god. schizophrenic. i know it. he went out with some odd relation of mine, and she tells me he is a compulsive liar. i have no reason to believe her. what is it to me? but i am still afraid for tiffany.
woo hoo, getting a new car! just have to make the first payment, and get to the dmv soon. goddamn. stupid. and i have to get the car down here. its in prescott. woo!
all i do lately is work and sleep. i am so amazing.
actually, a lot has happened, but i am unaware of it because i am so tired.
"feelings cant change?"
FUCK YOU. YOU HAD NO FEELINGS FOR ME. YOU WERE HORNEY. YOU PIECE OF SHIT.
on that note, i think i will go listen to aesop rock some more, and read some more "johny panic and the bible of dreams." i just cat seem to get into it.
i havent talked to my mom in three days. nine days before that. we will see how far this goes.