phelonie

my ex-box, or what became my bottle of ashes, and now is a smear on the parking lot of a storage complex. is gone forever. i held on to that damn thing for 5 years...before it was called the ex-box. and all it took was opening a car door, and its gone.

shawn, i blame you: it was really fucking childish to piss in it, thus forcing me to burn it and put it all in a bottle...

chris, i dont know if you care but im sorry, please know that even after shawn pissed in it i couldnt throw it away...i figure ash was the best i could do, and i held on to it even when scott tryed to make me get rid of it.

for those of you who dont know about the ex-box, it is not a video game console, it was a box, full of letters, gifts, and the like, from my ex-boyfriends. when i was 15 i though calling it an ex-box was really fucking cool, and witty. needless to say i was a dumbass.

aside from the loss of my ex-box, i have somehow broken Boy's computer. its not my fault. i bought him a memory stick thing, and he put it in backwards. he swore to rebuild my computer if i bought it. and my computer with its 4,000 imgs is about to die. again this would be the loss of over 5 years to me. i need it rebuilt.

not gonna happen now, seeing as Boy's computer is not happy. (i should demand he throw out his ugly ass couch if he wont rebuild it. this would be all to fitting, seeing as i have lost my ex-box...)

i have however gotten him to commit to going to the beach with my family and i, it will be horrible, and i look forward to it a great deal. my little brother says Boy makes drinking sound fun. wonderful, i know.

also, i now have a kick ass tripod. it makes life so much better. maybe i can make some money now...my old tripod has been missing for months, and its really cheap to try to shoot much of anything without one.

went to court today and said "guilty" and somehow that cost my $110. i swear i will never think its ok to go even 10 over the speed limit. i miss boone and the lack of cops.

against me! concert in late november. scott, i didnt go see these arms are snakes because i knew you wouldnt like seeing me there. so i call this one. its mine. and im going to make sweet love to all the band members. just like i gave chino mad-crazy head.

i have $10,000 and im so fucking cheap that im still stealing my books, scott informed me that neil gaiman had a new book out and i didint feel like paying $26.95 for it. im going to hell i know.


sorry about the long ass entry, and the fact that the whole time ive been writing ive have also been looking for a cigarette and that makes for incomprehensible writing.