random, but alive.
10:10 p.m. - 02.22.05

i am alive. we were broken into a few weeks ago. not too much was taken. i got myself a rat, and named him (leonard) cohen. he fits into the palm of my hand (and my hands are tiny guys, just imagine). it's been a very intoxicating past few months. nights were forgotten, some days remembered. i am covered in bruises, and have slowed down in these past few days. this pain in my chest won't go away, and it's moved into my back. some days it's hard to breathe, mostly it just hurts when i cough.

i spent the day listening to neil young, the clash, and stevie wonder. what a good day. now i am going to go watch i ♥ huckabees, and then walk the twenty to thirty blocks back to my house. come visit. call me. i miss you. come back from the east. we'll sit in parks, and talk about our favourite literature. my room is a mess, and reflects my life at the moment. promotions, write ups, stress, no school. i don't grocery shop, i don't eat much, i drink my money away. it's ending. my house will be clean, and tori gets here in the morning. we're not going to victoria. it's a shame, but i am too poor, and BFJ (best friend justin) works. i miss you. see you in the summer.

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