i'm a little bit drunk. so if i say anything stupid in here, ignore it. i got to go see the always impressive boys of harris rock out tonight and god was it good. took me back to freshman year in a bittersweet yet good way. dem boys, dey be goin' somewhere...

got to hang out with erin, lillian, and the best roommate of all time, darcie as well so that fucking rocked. all in all it was a good night. i held up a lot better than i thought i would. maybe things are getting better for real this time...

when i got home i was standing outside the LB smoking and these guys almost got in a fight. for no reason. and i wondered if maybe human beings aren't just programmed to hurt one another. intentionally or not. i'm still thinking about it.

carol just came in and we had this big talk about death. i don't have any stunning revelations about it, i just know it scares the hell out of me. carol made the point that she will have to come back as a ghost cos she just loves being on the earth so much. i made the point that i'd probably be happier seeing the world as a ghost. so i wouldn't have to deal with red tape and money and people. i could just float around. italy one day, france the next, whatever. i'm a fucking ghost.

aimee: sunday 6-10

sonGs of The DaY

harris harris harris. and evil s's.