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Lsd and the Search of Anus.

JOSH:

yo yo yo, what time are you coming over tomorrow?

When would you recommend?

i'm feeling around 4:30.

That works. I'm bringing cookies!

sweet! and mom's making gumbo. it's going to be a good day.

Gumbo is such a weird word.

haha sorry i'm so scattershot, i'm actually being affected by alcohol tonight.

mom makes HTE BEST gumbo. chicken and shrimp. she's getting up at nine or ten to start cooking the stuff.

Crazy.
I hope my parents didn't forget I'm going over there tomorrow.

i've had three really weird days in a row. i hope they didn't because i want to break the streak!

btw how do you feel about the scent japanese cherry blossom?

I want to get myself out of this funk I'm in. I feel so stupid and useless.

I enjoy that scent.

i'm halfway between "romantic fireworks" (at dinner tonight i just sat there and said "ok, i have a boyfriend blahblah blah" and they want to meet him) and "OHMGIOD get me out of this house". it's so bipolar.. one hour, we're all laughing and intoxicated and getting along, then the next hour my aunt's bitching to my other aunt on the phone about my mom not buying her cigarettes, tom's pissed off, and sean is crying about the wii.

gah. if shit gets pulled tomorrow, i'ma choke a bitch. or sic a shark singing styx on all their asses.

SWEET.

I wish I weren't so fucking moody.

i would give you enchiladas (my mom's cooking has been FTW on ten levels recently) and some candy and a few hugs, but i am three cities away. gah!

move. don't move.
stay a little while on my linoleum.
breathe. don't breathe.
walk a thousand miles on my linoleum.