oh yeah
i almost cut off my thumb sat’nite while slicing up apples at samir/sharpie’s, it wasn’t until i got to the very last slice that the knife whipped through the end of my left thumb, i stopped it just in time of it completing it’s tour through my fingernail. i was also baked. then i thought how embarrassing, and they’re going to think i got blood all over their apples, also, i was trying to surprise everyone, surprise! here’s your apples AND blood!
my hair is soooooooooooooooooooooo dry. i gave it a cut last week and since then it seems even drier what gives. i hope i can salvage it.
i’ve been transcribing my journal into book all day and feeling like a loser cos the majority of the entries take place in bars or nauseous on the bathroom floor at 3am (not even from the booze) i also feel fat cos i’m pre-pre-menstrual and i had some cookies saturday nite, actually the entire weekend was kind of over the top consumptionville. no more meats and cheeses! or shitty champagne!
that’s all.
yeah right like you believe that.
