I ate far too many beans today. Black beans, pinto beans, red beans.
Ugh.
Today David admires wide open spaces.
David still has writer's block, so is doing logical tasks instead. Things are fairly happy. David kind of has a crush on this guy who totally won't return it. Oh well.
David also bleached his hair and was called Andy Warhol.
I disagree.
Not sure I'm going to San Francisco next month. Friends have not said I could stay with them. This is slightly disheartening. I suppose it's not too late to sell my prom ticket.
When I get my hands on some money I'll kiss its green skin. And I'll ask its dirty face "where the hell have ya been"?
Ugh.
Today David admires wide open spaces.
David still has writer's block, so is doing logical tasks instead. Things are fairly happy. David kind of has a crush on this guy who totally won't return it. Oh well.
David also bleached his hair and was called Andy Warhol.
I disagree.
Not sure I'm going to San Francisco next month. Friends have not said I could stay with them. This is slightly disheartening. I suppose it's not too late to sell my prom ticket.
When I get my hands on some money I'll kiss its green skin. And I'll ask its dirty face "where the hell have ya been"?
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sounds like your garden variety goblin, Mr Andy Warhol's friend. methinks you should roll that 2d20 for a quick dispatch of the fiend.
also: i know someone who needs a ticket. an armvein.
[Edited on Apr 13, 2005 10:34PM]