when you tell someone up north you live off e. riverside, they grimace
posted on March 02, 2004 @ 5:00 pm

"i know," placebo
"stuart and the ave.," green day
"blue movie," sneaker pimps

yesterday i slept from 9:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m., then around 2:00 p.m. to 6:00 p.m.

i journeyed to the computer lab on campus.

tima and i sat around lamenting our poor health and sadness.

i burned cds at the garage at 3:00 a.m. and noticed a growing toothache. by 7:00 a.m. i was slathering orajel on my gums and sleeping lightly, only to be awakened at 9:00 by the undeniable pain.

i talked to mom for an hour while she worked, whining about tooth and boy problems. "you need to be more positive."
"i'm much more positive than people see. i know everything's going to be okay, but damn it i'm in pain and i'm going to bitch about it."
"well, that's ok, lord knows i whine."

apartment hunting from 10:30 a.m. til 2:30 p.m. sitting at a red light on 6th, a wailing fire truck comes barrelling toward me from behind. to borrow from the simpsons, i had four simultaneous heart attacks.

disturbing pigeons as they lounge in the road, one flies within inches of my windshield. heart attack number five.

i filled out an application and handed over a $50 check to greystone park, securing a loft in northwest austin i'm quite sure i can't afford. let's see if this time next month has me prostituting myself. here's hoping.

an exquisite boy with fabulous hair complimented my pink and black fingernails. long ago, he also complimented my nin necklace.

sleepy. down. not ready to work 17 hours two days in a row then at 6:00 a.m. the next day. 6:00 a.m. to midnite, 6:00 a.m. to midnite, 6:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m.

and my fucking teeth. always fucking something.

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