novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- wish structure by the way, i'm in the bookarts studio. a forty year old woman is blasting n*sync over the radio in the room next to me. i hear constant cymbals and occasional "oohs" and "aahs" and "baby i want you babys". everything feels surreal and i really miss all of my friends. to give structure, a wish list: money, that's what i want love the ability to play the drums magnificently no bile more time an easier time falling asleep to keep my job (one of them may be in danger; i have two) + therefore prove that i'm not unreliable my dog "the trouble with tribbles" on videocassette in oakland a big, cheap, old, roomy + bright house that i only have to share with one or two understanding, eccentric people to get married in IKEA art supplies the ability to sheild my friends from disaster that people in the bay area be better drivers letters my wallet back. bon jovi i miss you. and for you to go to: kirsteneliz.diaryland.com spikyhead.diaryland.com monstermovie.diaryland.com three minutes later - the same damn day, ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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