July 26, 2005
One Just Flew into my Pants
What drug was God on when he decided that flying ants were a good idea.

July 25, 2005
Indeed
Pop.

"What's that, you cracking your knuckles over there?"

"No, I closed my chapstick."

"Oh. Huh. Well, that's okay."

"Same sound, but two completely different circumstances."

"There's something to write about."

July 20, 2005
An Email from my Mother That, Had It Been Relayed Orally, Would Have Raised a Cause for Concern
So dad is sleeping and I don't know how. To do this. Is it still Humid bit it hot Here. How Was. MaXIne. I am going to np now. Love. Momma. My. Typing iis so bAad.

July 4, 2005
Properly Named
I have never been so excited to go on vacation before, even if it is for only two days, only to go to Pennsylvania to look at colleges, even if we'll have to wheel my mom around everywhere. It's completely worth it, because I have a really, really, really good family with whom I enjoy spending time. And for once this summer I don't have to wonder what everyone else could be doing that is so much fun while I sit inside crying from the moment I wake up to the moment I wake up again because I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU DO WITH YOUR FUCKED UP LIVES ANYMORE. HAVE A BLAST.

God, this. This is the change I've needed for so, so long. Listen! They're even setting off fireworks to congratulate me on ridding myself of the shit in my life!

I'd like to thank all my friends for being there for me.

Op! I mean!

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