it's just your imagination, running away from you.
1:10 p.m. - 03.31.06

fired from starbucks. i hated it. i pushed myself out, but really, three write ups for being last in two years, and then you call in 15 minutes late and that's it? whatever. no more corporations.

i had a shitty roommate that wouldn't move out for april 1st, so i decided to. mind you, i decided this two days ago so where else would i live? of course, mom's house. it already cause a bit of commotion when i went to punk rock karokee at the astoria last night.

i don't have anything really exciting to say. calgary, i miss you but i don't know what's going on with me. chris potter, i love you and sorry i haven't replied to anything you've sent me. i've been busy, and stressed.

i have to file my taxes in the next few days. unpack my room. i think i've been depressed for the past month.

604.628.6615 my new number.

oh, i added up a number for something and oh my goodness. i didn't know it had gotten that high.

i'm nearing the end of a cold and i started coughing up blood.

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