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I deleted a bunch of people just now. people who've logged off or haven't acknowledged my constant blogging in ages. The ones I hope come back, like explosiveorchid, i didn't delete. so that they'll fit back in my friends list like a glove. or like my cock in a sweet, sweet asshole full of chocolate whipped hershey pie lovin. if they come back.

I am artistically inclined today


I've been up for about three hours. I went to sleep about 5 hours before that. I stayed up late finishing up season 5 of the Sopranos and beating off. I'm sending that one back to netflix tomorrow. I don't know what's next. Probably more Sopranos or maybe I'll start season 2 of Entourage. I swear I live for this shit.



I owe this morning's soundtrack to Georgie James.


I feel like moving down south. and by south i mean south/central america. I want to re-learn spanish and not be afraid of everything all the time. I have no goddamn clue what mexico city is like. I was born there, I remember my nanny walking me to Liverpool (a department store) every day, but that's... it. I remember the clouds being low because we were so high. Mexico City is super above sea level. I remember my brother Danny trying to teach me how to tie my shoes.

My brother Alex who is living in Atlanta wrote all the siblings to let us all know how sad he is that he's missing thanksgiving with the family. my sister responds:

this is me. I can't shut the fuck up at these things. I'm okay with that, though. It's like.. my rightful place.



Today will involve a long drive to fort lauderdale for hillary's dad's thanksgiving and a long drive back for my own mother's thanksgiving. i gain weight today.