today i feel very happy to be alive. the five hours of sleep paired with RLM’s coffee-water special has me a trifle euphoric. i am flawed and beautiful. i am wearing pink. and i love my vagina.
domesticity in the boosh tangle: last tuesday night i stayed in and dyed my hair feria chocolate cherry (because i’m worth it). i also hemmed the brown linen pants i scored at the athens gap for half off. they look so fine and make me feel super bad. at around 11pm, i breaked and had beers with tim and josh from A-Zed. i smoked 3 camel lights which tasted like ass after adapting to american spirits. the experience reminded me of how nasty smoking is — i mean, don’t people die from smoke inhalation?
so i’m considering seeing a “hypnoshrink”. i think i’m suggestable. and i think it’d be really “neat” to be hypnotized. plus, it’ll get sheri a free ride in the floatation tank thingy. i’m lookin’ out for my homeys.
correction
our last blog entry made reference to some so-called “glamour boys”. this was in error: the individuals mentioned are not glamour boys — they’re fierce.
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