2004-11-07 - 4:25 p.m.
lethargy

i want a green machine or twelve and about six darvocets and i could also really really do with a couple hits of whatever you've got handy.

"i don't wanna do a bongload/ and go and wrench on the car/ i don't wanna hose the dog shit down/ 'cause i ain't even gonna get out of bed" - sublime

yeah, all of that, except for the bongload.

christ. what a day.

- rachel

p.s. i can't, though, 'cause i'm taking my thirty days on wednesday and i really don't want to fuck up and have to go through a whole 'nother month of newcomerhood. fuck fuck fuckity fuck.

ooh, you touch my tra-la-la... mmm, my ding-ding-dong