snow

i'm too busy counting my eyelashes.

i'm going out dancing tonight. little vancouver, washington. i will be the only one on the dancefloor.

fuck off or i'll kick your ass too. my new source of pleasure is causing bar fights. oh no, don't shoot billy!

last week's words...randomly shouted in my face........."sick", "communist", "hot", and "bitch". the recipe for love? i think so. leave me alone, i am a samurai. two swords asshole.

meh. i need to get my own computer. no i don't.