Saturday, January 17, 2009

whino

I don't want to leave because that entails getting dressed and my clothes are uncomfortable it's cold my room is cold. What the fuck am I supposed to do about _________. Fucking. A. Motherfucker.

Fuck. Fuck. Facefuck.

I spent the morning manicuring my nails and trying repeatedly to connect to the internet. Then Katie was awake and told me things weren't hooked up right but that Nick would be home in 10 minutes. I found rice cakes. I drank some juice and watched Oxygen. And now I can go underwear shopping (?) because I've checked my email (?)

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