petrifed and possumed
last night i hit a baby possum driving home from my sisters apartment. it really was a total accident and the more i think about it the more awful i feel. i mean i have never really killed anything other then bugs in my whole life, and here i got , killing something that is has a circulitory system. nervous system, you know the mammal package. i feel awful, ugh, this sux R.I.P. baby possum
when all my sisters left all at once for the first time when i was 14, i was pretty much torn apart from the inside, i really had a hard time dealing with it. now , they all left on the same day again, today. i can say this is one of the better days in my life, cant wait to be an only child again.
eir tzion temaleh -love you
i have a black and white cookie from jerrys deli in my lunch i am aware that it is delicious and that eating it will be an enjoyable experience the question is now or later?
the almost worst day ever
yesterday someone stole my car keys and my phone broke(satilite or whatever) and i drove to calabasas for no fucking reason in my anger i wrote a poem done Ode to the shithead who stole my keys To all of those it may concern The tone of this poem is very stern For it is the story as you soon will learn About the shithead who stole my keys I dropped them in the line to lunch Into my tuna bagel...