I'm still in LA. I've only got 5 hours to kill before heading to the airport. No matter where I travel it seems that the last day is one day to late to leave. I miss vancouver. I'm profoundly depressed today and for the stupidest reason in the whole world. Last night I turned down a stripper who asked if she could come home with me. How lame is that? Well I mean it's good, but she was super nice, but why the fuck does that depress me?
I'm gonna go look at books and draw some cats now. Don't ask.
I'm gonna go look at books and draw some cats now. Don't ask.
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angelvanilla:
I totally love SF, it's one of those cities that I could totally live in! My foot basically got hurt by a sandle created a blister and the pollution in sf cause it to become infected and then unable to walk! Read one journal entry back for more details!
deathrae:
Awww....that sucks..you'll get better when you get home....