1 September 2006

big baby.

i have not done much but scream in pain. fuck does this ever hurt. i ran out of arnica. i ran out of patience. still worth it. worst part about it is that i can hardly read my books that i stock piled. a friend brought me Kafka's Metamorphisis books-on-tape cause i wanted to read it in the hospital. i am baking cakes for all my friends, as soon as i can lift my arms.


the recess bandit.

p.s. i want to go see Little Miss Sunshine this week, any takers? you know where to reach me.

p.p.s. i love charles burns so very much. just so you know.

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