is there anyone on earth who can eat cherries and not think of that really disgusting scene in “Witches of Eastwick” where the pastor’s wife starts vomitting up cherry pits? because you know, i can’t….
Date Archives 2004
so i’m listening to “waiting for somebody”
unmotivation, thy name is jodi. today, let’s make the weather the scapegoat. i would give my left hand to see the sun shine. enough with the rain, really. this morning’s fog doesn’t seem to want…
finally finished fortress
last night after many painful weeks, i finally fucking finished Fortress of Solitude. Avoid this one like the plauge darling ones.
she’s watching you from underneath a rock
it’s chilly and rainy outside, the only sunshine is coming from my face. i have writer’s group today which makes me giddy. and the TTHM is back. i got to talk to him last night….
a list because i want to
1. my loneliness and heartache have been eaten by a tapeworm. i’m pretty sure of this because i ate lunch at noon and right now my stomach is rumbling it’s so pissed off and empty….