muted

found this in an old notebook.

new pictures.

holy shit. a major wire character just got blastededed to death.

it did feel kinda weird to not go out tonight to celebrate kim's 30th birthday. she told me i was more than welcome to join everyone but i said "hell no." the hell was one of those long, stretched out ones where you imply that the person to whom you're saying it must be crazy. i don't know how to write a stretched out "hell" without it looking like a stretched out "heel," though.

either way, i can't imagine a more awkward, esteem-crushing 3-5 hrs.

"look at how much we're not gonna miss you when you're gone. hahahahahaha!! you haven't even left yet and we're already over you!!! woohooo!!! cheers!!!"

clink. so-co and lime down the hatches.

yeah...(hell) no thanks.