Tuesday

i think my neighbour might be depressed.
maybe i should send her some anonymous flowers or something.

tuesday night is stripper night at the bar across from my apartment. with strippers comes shady types and terrible music.
sometimes i fantisize about storming the back entrance and water bombing the dj.

i really hate akon.

not some girls

but i quite like it

the other side of the glass

i suppose, technically, this is my second post.

in the middle of dictating the first my computer crashed. the combination of uploading music and pictures, and a bottom of the line computer (compliments of my mom, can't complain).

essentially, this my brain. full of... myself.

make yourself at home