random brutal love master
Oct. 10th, 2006 | 08:49 pm
mood:
bored
music: jeff buckley- lilac wine
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think i might stay in the shade
Sep. 18th, 2006 | 02:07 am
mood:
complacent
music: the decemberists- as i rise
living alone is no fun. i want rachel back.
anyone too bored to sleep at 2am so they clean the bathroom for fun is heading fast down a one-way road to no good.
i want my moe moe!
anyone too bored to sleep at 2am so they clean the bathroom for fun is heading fast down a one-way road to no good.
i want my moe moe!
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i can't take it anymore
Sep. 14th, 2006 | 01:15 am
mood:
irate
music: rachel's sweet telephone voice
bring effing pluto back!!!!
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frankie's dead.
Jul. 24th, 2006 | 06:10 pm
mood:
melancholy
r.i.p frankie.
my poor and gender-confused hamster, st francis of assisi babycakes, died this weekend of causes which may include heat-induced exhaustion or heart attack. it was 111 degrees in my apartment and frank thought she could run in her hamster ball without getting too sick because she loved to do it. but she was wrong. dead wrong.
frankie was only two months old. we're having a funeral for him tonight.
frank, you may indeed have been a biter and a meanieface bag of hamster bones a lot of the time, but in the end you made us happy. we love you. may you have a bitey, cool, vegetabley and ball-full afterlife.

my poor and gender-confused hamster, st francis of assisi babycakes, died this weekend of causes which may include heat-induced exhaustion or heart attack. it was 111 degrees in my apartment and frank thought she could run in her hamster ball without getting too sick because she loved to do it. but she was wrong. dead wrong.
frankie was only two months old. we're having a funeral for him tonight.
frank, you may indeed have been a biter and a meanieface bag of hamster bones a lot of the time, but in the end you made us happy. we love you. may you have a bitey, cool, vegetabley and ball-full afterlife.

