they pulled my hair at charm school.
they
stole my guestbook during
rolecall.
do: try not to despair so hard + 5 august 2005 = 8:09 a.m.
it's a been a surreal & odd week. what with the surfing in chinatown:
dogs smoking in hair salons: and falling asleep at eight or nine p.m. two nights in a row. at least i think my hair has stopped falling out from the stress. this weekend = yet another party for my sister's engagement. this one to feature racy lingerie. must find something mad-cap & a little uptight that costs, um, 5 dollars?, in the next 10 hours... xoxo meeeew
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