chiquitabonita

votevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevotevote. if you didn't yet, don't comment to me. they keep running the stats from last election (537 bitches!) and my baby bro just announced that he will be holding anyone not voting personally responsible if bush wins. gotta love the kids. had a disneylicious weekend...saw elmcitydrunk and GrumpyBear friday, and lo, the fight was on. my sweetie and ECD looked on in horrified delight as two scantily clad girlies battled it out in a parking lot. GrumpyBear played the part of punk e brewster, I was a pissy drag queen. as always . saturday found me at memorial services, then hitting a celebration at QU33RGRRRL's house, then back to new haven for coffee again. and then sunday. I worked. and then got too damn tired to leave my abode. fucking work's destruction of the only good holiday...stupid need for money. still taking names for collective utopian society somewhere warm...

it being halloween and all, something scary did happen...some of my exes have remembered me. every time this happens, all I can think of is high fidelity and the scene with charlie (the bitch) and what does it all mean. anyone with answers, leave a message after the tone.