2008 hits and all the sudden i am fearful of wrinkles.
wrinkles and the likliness of me.

i woke up just a few minutes ago with a pain in my sternum and the slight memory of the blonde room mate walking in saying her room was too cold.

the red room mate is on a road trip. i am using her bed ofcourse because i still have no mattress. having given mine away in either 2006 or 07 in a coked out fit of good will to a panda bear. that and the fact that i couldnt stand how many people had slept in it.

hell even my dresser still isnt over here.

throwing back a couple pills and laying elevated, and i start to cry. squid head comes and kneads my heart. my feet and legs cold. 4am and i want to passed out.

i can hear the stupid train whistle. and the city lights are beating in thru the blinds.

need to get the place cleaned up before the red head gets home tomorrow night.

need to get my room cleaned.

need to get my system cleared out.

need to get a boring job that comes with a 401k and insurance.

need to get married.

need to get the picket fence.

need to start collecting music boxes again.
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11:24 am

i still hurt. the only difference is a washed face.