girlswithguitars

i feel more like myself when i wear certain articles of clothing. its wonderful when everyday conversations with your friends inspire creativity.

i was smoking a cigarette at 3am out front of my house with friends coming home from a rave. i shivered while leaning against one of their cars and thought-

"this is amazing."

shes loosen' it i tell ya.

its really sad when people treat animals like posessions that can be replaced.

my mother is terribly upset with me because i didn't mop our kitchen like i had said i would. i did sweep it. i actually do a lot around the house, everyday. picking up after both of my parents, the pets, etc.

instead of addressing the fact that i do more things around the house for my mother than anyone i have ever actually known,...
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Godxinxaxpill: howdy
UnderGroundRat2: hey
Godxinxaxpill: do you think there is a difference between identity and self?
UnderGroundRat2: no. its the same
UnderGroundRat2: y?
Godxinxaxpill: i dunno
Godxinxaxpill: when was the last time you heard the question asked?
Godxinxaxpill: ide have to disagree with you btw
UnderGroundRat2: that question?
UnderGroundRat2: uh never
UnderGroundRat2: and why is that
Godxinxaxpill: ok, let me ask you this
Godxinxaxpill: who...
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im sick and tired of television, cars, and industrial agriculture. i've simply had enough of it.










anachronism!?!?

i womyn with a thick arabic accent asked me at work in an embarresed manner if we were a "library too". i dont remember what i said to her exactly but i understood she was confused and hadn't ever been into a B&N. she seemed relieved by my explanation and a little embarresed for having asked, but not to much.

that dog fucking kills me.

"i'de like to set a place for you at my table, we can sit forever watching reruns on cable ... so you say i like your shirt. and you say you've got a lot just like them. and i hear you wrote a song about me. by definition a crush must hurtm, and they do. they doooOooOo. just like the...
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i ate mushrooms on saterday night. different enviornment than i've exprienced before, a group of close friends. all of our social roles seemed incredibly obvious and exagerated.

i had a lot to say but didn't speak to much. no matter what words i choose none of them seemed an accurate account of what i was trying to convey. language is so vauge, how could it?...
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chest is heavy. breathe steadily.
mucas production rising. glands swelling.

called in sick to work today, decided not to attend class even though the trip to school was made. matt and i did some anthropology notes in the library instead. all and all i believe it was a more productive use of my time then sittting in sociology and listen to lectures about ideas i...
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i can't breathe out of my nose at all and my throat is dry.