Starting my day by watching The Royal Tenenbaums,and eating splenda popsicles under a blanket makes me want to live.
Yesterday I had a sweaty red dot on my forehead from a hare krishna holy man.
It is worth mentioning that I did not become pregnant.
Afterwards we ate good Indian food, like the kind we used to get from the Screaming Retard.
I felt alone and in love.