2002-06-29 & 4:20 a.m. : by turns, hourly.

my stomach hurts.

horoscopes make no sense.

i might have gottena job offer today, but i didn't hear the phone while i slept.

grant lee buffalo rules you.

gin is an awesome game.

my best friend built me a house that is cooler than anything ever.

advil is killing my stomach.

i can't wait to have my own place.

i'm afraid for when it snows.

tomorrow i will go outside.

i am lonely and not lonely by turns, hourly.