disjointed and short winded
Hiding under the covers is what I do best.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
plus two.
Adderall
Lithium
Lunesta
Niravam
Trazedone
Zoloft
A visit to Wetzel.
Fundillyocious
Sometimes I feel like damaged goods.
Friday, November 10, 2006
whaddayouknow
Wine diva by day. Hermit by night.
Oh what a dull life.
But, wait what's this?
An offer to leave?
To where?
SoCal. San Diego.
By the ocean?
Yup
By Mexico?
Sure is.
You want me to come with you?
I couldn't be without you.
Couldn't be without me. Good words to hear from my dear lady.
San Diego. First thing I checked was it's burner scene. Hella better than the midwest scene. Second thing, how far from Reno. Nine hours. Not too freakin' shabby. Just north of Tijuajuana, Mexico. Punks. Warm weather. Ocean. Not living in the Midwest. It's everything I could hope for. Ok certainly not everything, but it has great potential. Reinvention, no, I think reincarnation fits better. A new start.
A few months saving up. She's hoping to move by next summer.
My parents called it putting a new address on the same old problems, the same old loneliness. Even if it is, at least everything's not stagnating in one place.
We'd be the best dressed girls in the city.