a demain mon cher. (qui?)

ten things about which i could write ten things:

1. ten things you might use to explain to yourself why he stopped calling
2. the next ten random thoughts that come into your mind
3. ten crushes you've had
4. ten scandalous things they did on amarte asi this week
5. ten behaviors that really get on my nerves
6. ten sad thoughts i've had today
7. ten pet peeves
8. ten things that would make me feel better right now
9. ten (more) silly things i did today
10. my ten most frequently used words.

i kind of just stick to one new/overused word per week.

last week was incestuous.

this week ... we'll find out. i need to remember. it might be retarded.


there's this church they built not too far from my house a few years ago. they built it so that as you're driving on this main road west to get to my house, their cross-spurting phallus is right in the center of your field of vision for at least a mile. hm you think that was an accident? fuckers.

(if you've not noticed, am in a shitty mood. i'm too tired to do my french homework. i blame the fact that i semi-gorged myself on tacos that my mom made - which means i had TWO instead of the normal ONE. - plus the avocado which "i totally heart." plus DCB1 left today. i'm a little sad, but mostly because the last time i saw him i didn't feel the same. but i guess feelings are like plants - they have to be cared for to grow or else they shrivel up. i'm glad now though that i have the clarity to see this and not continue obsessing. am so glad to have wiped the space between my brain and the inside of my skull - with dysthymia it was always like there was a kind of fog in that "space." being fog-free means that i am mostly obsession-free as well!)