jenn

so far it sucks here. it is good to see chris, but he looks like shit. his face is hollow, he is very skinny, and he has that starving pot belly thinger. i told him he was being a fucking cock today, and he smiled at me and said "that's my girl"

we was really being mean tho, someone had to tell him what's what.

he is just scared that he is dying, so i guess it is ok for him to be mean.

i was very hungover on the ferry this morning. actually, i can't remember the last time i was on the ferry and NOT hungover. oops. i didn't plan on getting drunk last night, but i guess that happens when you go see the peelers. i had to trek out to my momma's house last night so we could leave first thing and catch the 7 ferry. when i finally made it home, i hung out with my dad for a while, caught up and stuff, then passed right the fuck out.

i love eating ferry food when i am hungover. it is so gross, yet sooo good. i managed to sleep all the way here. i woke up once at the toll booth on the highway. i missed the pretty drive. oh well. there's always the ride home tomorrow.

i tried a new fish today. it's called bassi. not sure if that's how you spell it. it's some sort if vietnamese thinger i think. whatever. i like fish and it was good.

time to cease the babbling.