honeylust

Sunday bloody sunday


I am watching the E! channel-the Jonbennet Ramsey story is on. I am obsessed with that case even though it took place awhile ago. I once read this book-I was a teenage fairy- and it had this beautiful reference to it, that always stuck with me.

'When the little girl who looked a lot like she had once was found murdered, she collected all the tabloids, and papered her bathroom walls with the face of a tiny dead beauty queen. Sometimes at night, she thought she heard a child's sobs dripping out of the faucet.'

I am not sure why I like that passage so much-I just think Francesca Lia Block has wonderful imagery in her books. I always feel like I am tripping when I read her work-though I have never tripped, I imagen thats what it would feel like.

I have laundry going on, and I am tired though it is only 5:18 and I did get 9 hours of sleep. I think its because I smoked to many cigarettes today-and I am conviced they make me tired now after going hours without them.

I ate two apples today, bran cereal, and laxitive tea. I suspect I will be on the toilet for a nice long time tomorrow. Thank god I brazillianed this weekend.

It is so pretty outside. It is the type of weather that makes me want to wear a dress and snadles and go out to galleries and stuff like that. I want to write or watch a movie, but I am ever so tempted to go to sleep. I'm gonna try to write.