seethingblue's Diaryland Diary

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humble pie

weekend: mad rush for shit i'll never wear but once....and then i complain all day about how those stupid mirrors are lying....

father's birthday....what to get what to get....think of this much much too late, i know

drowning in a sea of belated german review....i remember nothing

grandmother's house....watching the Grand Ole Opry on stuffy recliners, being offered hard candy from a crystal ashtray...trying to explain who i am again

my room. disaster. what was once my room

letters for everyone...letters i neglect and stuff between old atm reciepts and columbia house offers....

rescuing lost tree frogs from my kitty cat who just bats at them until they collapse from a heart attack...

i'll make a tent with the bedsheets and devour old magazines

and play the moxy fruvous songs sara taped for me (forgive me father for i have sinned, i could not type the umlaut)

8:09 p.m. - 2001-09-07

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