Anti abandons the internet.

it's finally over, thank fucking god.

Saturday, August 28, 2004

i've been breaking my back in the hiiigh desert, and suffering from flat tires, running out of gas syndrome, bitchy lying clients, and the shitty-ness that is adelanto all together.

people are on their way over to escort my IN NEED ass to the bar and i hope i am unable to walk back home. crawling would be my prefered preferably.

im so weak from not eating anything, from nto even having a second to eat. i feel like taking time to eat, is like taking time to smell you own butt. sure it's great, when you got the time.

i bought new etnies jeans at a skate shop in victorville for half price. 20 bucks!

they're my newest favorite piece of clothing.

i WANTED a once of weed to smoke to my done, but all i could manage was a quarter. but its bomb. so who cares.

i dont even really wanna DRINK tonight. not drink drink. i just wanna be sure that when i come home to bed, i can fall asleep RIGHT away. and um the buzz is just a chance side effect. honest.

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