lovechild

listening to: portishead

yeah yeah yeeeeah. sometimes i feel like i am losing it. why can't i just clean my goddamn room? am i really that lazy? why can't i just walk down the 3 flights of stairs to see if i left my cell phone in my car? i don't know.
i need to find my moccasin boots for tonight. they could be anywhere!
i left my roxy slides on the porch a few weeks ago and i think someone either trashed them or thieved them. sad because those were some of my favs.
this is one more reason why i need to clean my room. bleh.

last night broken social scene was super cool. the lights and the sounds and my love drinking fosters while getting his groove on. i kept closing my eyes so i could take everything in better. if that makes sense. clouds and sweat and crazy musicians

i rented buffalo 66 almost a week ago and still haven't watched it

but, in all fairness to myself, last night i wrote a page long french essay while i was drunk.
la mer est le plus lieu dans le monde. il est plus jolie que la ville. nous nagerons dans les flots. j'aime le soleil chaud.
that's sort of how it went...