honestly something has to be done about my right hand. it is always so fucking cold. fuck. i'm only doing this for androo, whose journal i recently discovered which will now take over my life because i miss him so badly! yikes.

it's 2 in the morning and i finally feel better. jo and i rocked the ER last night and it was about as fun as anything i've ever done on a saturday night here in the big city. certainly more fun than start! but i'm feeling ok now. but...shows i missed because i was fucking sick:hot hot heat, matt pond PA, the oxes. such bullshit.

i had this insane dream last night that i went to disney world at night and only got to go on 2 rides before the park closed at 10. i was so pissed. my biggest regret about my Senior Class Trip to Disney World was not going on the kid's rides: peter pan, alice in wonderland, snow white. When we got to the kid's part i was so upset about the demolition of Mr Toad's Wild Ride that i sat down and cried. My dad and i went on it together in disneyland and i vividly remember it. so i said "fuck you" to the rest if the children's rides and this was a mistake. never again will i be able to go on them without having to wait 5 hours in line with 7 million screaming babies and their gross families. fuck.

sonGs of The DaY

mars volta- "concertina"

sparta- "cataract"

sahara hotnights- "on top of your world"