Wednesday, August 07, 2002

hot spots on the brain tonight. i take way too much interest in things no one but me cares about. people are funny. interactions with people are funny. not 'haha' funny, interesting funny. i think i need to make a film documentary. it would be an "only interesting to me" documentary. i could narrate and then it would have this whole weird depth. im so doing it. i should delete that last part so no one steals my brilliant idea ... or is that just a decoy idea for you to go right ahead and steal, waste your time on and then transversly provide me with more time to more perfectly hone my real and utterly brilliant idea. i guess you will never know .... will you? no. i think not.

you should pull a nose hair out right now. 1) it hurts like hell 2) i guarantee you will sneeze afterwards

i dont really like boxcar racer, but i find myself listening to this cd all the time because its the only cd in my room and not out in the living room.

i need more clothes.

i need to pay bills.

i am doing laundry.

its wednesday night, do you know where your children are? they're tied up in the back of 7-11 being sexually molested by dirty handed combover man. that bastard. its my lifes mission to get that guy fired. i hate him. i hate him with a passion.

im bored, can you tell? yes.

i've never even been to mount vesuvious.