Friday, December 26, 2003 :::
The Hong Kong kid my parents are harbouring at the moment has a shirt that says:
"Super Lovers Work Very Hard"
I don't even know where to start.
::: at 12:51 AM
I'm in Winnipeg and I need SERIOUS emotional deflection.
That means sex.
Doesn't anybody appreciate American literature anymore.
(DON'T MAKE ME POINT THAT ONE OUT)
::: at 12:48 AM
I'm going to attempt this post when I'm a little...or alot...less drunk, but, ummm....wow....kinship will do that to ya.
::: at 12:45 AM
Monday, December 22, 2003 :::
Sometimes, someone can surprise you, when out of the blue, they offer up a card with such heartfelt and sincere words, that you feel compelled to bray about politics, drink $20 worth of cappuccinos, engage in a full scale hunt through your monstrous bag for anything even remoteley resembling drugs, drink 2 bottles of wine, bake assorted pastries, hit the bar...literally, and spend the next 4 hours twitching and hunting for something to fuck till it bleeds.
If I fall in love again...fucking SHOOT ME!!!!!!
::: at 10:59 AM
"Shaking bruises the gin!"
::: at 10:32 AM