stupid shirt i wore last nite, stupid because i had to wear a tank top under it cos an important load-bearing string fell out of the collar so it opens up on my tits and all nite long i felt dumpy and constricted.

good news everyone i don’t have cervical cancer or anything like that vagina-related and my pee is normal too so maybe my kidney isn’t fucked, it [urine] will be sent out for a culture test just in case and i’ll hear back in two days what’s up with it, and i have a requisition for another ultrasound.

the mgmt cd is amazing! and i am loving 101 reykjavik right now, i just discovered it is also a movie, i have to see it too i feel so behind in the times.

my copy has this cover. oh and of course damon albarn did the soundtrack for the movie.

i talked to bruce mcdonald last nite everyone was really impressed that i didn’t fuck that one up, usually i’m 0 for 9 i wish i knew baseball terminology what am i trying to say here?

kyra just draws pictures of me all day long how romantic her life must be.

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funny shreddies commercials my old pal hunter wrote and directed.