belly

feeling silly, tired and smiley after a big night on the dancefloor. groove armada. nice funky beats. yeah, i like it here.

i have the house to myself for two more weeks. i've been talking to myself all day today. talking to myself about talking to myself, even. singing elton john songs loudly after watching pop idol and shouting "cheesemeister" at the screen, even even....
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ok. i'm in london. so, who's in london then?

also, very drunk and stuff. yes.

ps. emails to everyone tomorrow, promise.

we leave for burning man tonight! SO EXCITED!!!

yesterday was rad motocycle tour of the bay. today, my thighs hurt. burning man last-minute preparations, ahoy.

i can't get into journal writing lately. i'm pretty much happy. i really love sf. i'm really looking forward to burning man. my hair is bright pink. i have a tutu.

hi, i've been in san francisco for 4 days. it is pretty fucking great so far.

heeheehee. i made out with a girl last night.

life is so fucking weird sometimes. being alive is fucking beautiful.

i changed my flights. four weeks till san francisco!

august 5, rock.

i'm pretty drunk. cuddles would be real fucking nice.

misery

anger

jealousy

why does this shit have be be so fucking hard? i think my heart might turn black and fall out before the next 7 weeks pass and i can get the hell out of here. there should be a law that says ex-significant-others can't get a new relationship until you have been broken up for a year. at least.

SHIT FUCK ASS...
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i hope i win a million dollars one day

i sometimes want to be more like a computer.

ctrl-z.

shift-alt-delete.

defrag.

it ain't easy, being a big lump of meat.