Monday, January 05, 2004


you know what else?

my throat hurts, and i know i walked around in the rain all day, cold. i want one of those tempur-pedic mattresses that make you sleep like a baby and wake up pain-free. i want a million dollars. i want a novel to come out of my ass.

barf. barf, barf, barf. screw.


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