humberthumbert

IT IS ALMOST TIME TO GO HOME thank god.

if i stay here another day i will die of work and other fine things.

i wrote this whole long entry about my exboyfriend last night and it got deleted. fuckin' patriarchy.

everything is due in the morning.... i may actually have to break down and read a french novel for my class "the french novel". i feel kinda sick. ian says: "let's see, could it be from the staying up all night and the constant pill injections?"

i hate that, when you can't fit the pill into your vein.

i've been hopin you're mopin around the street again
i've been trippin from sippin the drippin dirty water tap
i've been pokin a voodoo doll that you do not know i made
for you
of you
let's see what needles do
i've been shakin from makin an awful decision
i've been thinkin i'm drinkin too many drinks all by myself

is it me or is that the sexiest song ever? it makes me want to fuck someone's mom.

i think it's just me.

man, i'm gonna get all the worst teen magazines ever on the plane tomorrow, and circle all the parts that offend my feminist sensibilities. quilty and i never finished our angry letter to cosmo... well there will be time for that.

we also had an idea to start a magazine for gay teen girls. let's not let that one get out. even vanzie would make fun. but it's a good idea! when you think about it.

one of my main goals in life is to do all the gay shit better than those fuckers have been doing it. for starters, more swearing.

damn roommate and her phone that NEVER STOPS OBNOXIOUSLY RINGING cause she's all popular.

time for class. 2nd to last one, yeehaw.