| stumble and rise ( @ 2007-01-02 00:42:00 |
laugh lines on our faces, scale maps of the ocean floor
It feels like someone has scraped out my brains and is using my skull as a cereal bowl.
new years was memorable, for far too many reasons.
in the overpass with lizzz and zach and others.
stoned, making fun of dick clark on tv.
chinese food.
not in that order.
haha i'm going surfing this summer.
I am the most un-beach bum looking person ever.
I really should be reading the 1-14 chapters of the Grapes of Wrath that's due in 9 hours.
oh well.
tomorrow I get to see my ginger kid of choice, so I'm pretty complacent.
and soon...high on amphetamines, the moon is a lightbulb breaking
I think I romanticize my bullshit so it'll feel less lame in retrospect.
I'm sorry, but you probably do it too.
It feels like someone has scraped out my brains and is using my skull as a cereal bowl.
new years was memorable, for far too many reasons.
in the overpass with lizzz and zach and others.
stoned, making fun of dick clark on tv.
chinese food.
not in that order.
haha i'm going surfing this summer.
I am the most un-beach bum looking person ever.
I really should be reading the 1-14 chapters of the Grapes of Wrath that's due in 9 hours.
oh well.
tomorrow I get to see my ginger kid of choice, so I'm pretty complacent.
and soon...high on amphetamines, the moon is a lightbulb breaking
I think I romanticize my bullshit so it'll feel less lame in retrospect.
I'm sorry, but you probably do it too.