2003-02-09 & 2:28 a.m. : an autobiography of
after talking to my brother for two hours on the phone he wanted me to make it clear that he did not fart into the phone this time.
after talking to my brother for two hours on the phone he wanted me to make it clear that he did not fart into the phone this time.
or, as he put it,
"jessica, i am sorry to say that tonight, you get no gastro-intestinal love."
i pulled out my copy of seven storey mountain and i want to finally read it.
i don't know why, but part of me is frightened.
the interview today was strange. we spent almost the whole time talking about philosophy and music.
i have no idea what the interviewer thought of me when i left.
