May 31, 2005
It Burns Us
So, it's nice knowing I have optic migraines and all, but howsabout giving me something to make the spots in front of my eyes go away.

May 27, 2005
Out with It, Already
Dear Mam,

Thank you very much for taking me to see Madagascar tonight after I had a well overdue breakdown/subdued panic attack at dinner, even though it was really really late, way past your bedtime, and even though we have a big party tomorrow over which you have exhausted yourself for the past couple of weeks, and even though we were saying just minutes before we decided to go that we hate going out, we love staying in, we are best when we are alone. All my friends have biggerbetter friends now, so it's so relieving to know that I am alright without them, and if I ever start getting lonely, I still don't need them, because you and I will still go out to ice cream or the theatre at any hour. I suppose it's kind of wrong that I won't miss anyone that bad at the end. Except, you know, you.

Love,

Molly S. Griffin

May 25, 2005
If I Don't Throw up Soon I Don't Know What
You know why it's been forty degrees all year, don't you?

It's because I love the spring.

May 19, 2005
You Haven't Got Me Doing Anything
I've never had a drink, never had a drug, never had a smoke, never held a hand.

I am still being sent to the school psychologist because of the things I write.

Feels good to be utterly alone.

May 17, 2005
The Lord Works in Mysterious Ways
If you are good-looking, you can earn a lot of God points if, in the midst of heavy traffic due to elementary schools letting out and psychotic crossing guards, you wave a bad-looking person through and smile in a friendly, hey,-being-bad-looking-makes-no-nevermind;-the-road-belongs-to-you-just-as-much-as-it-does-to-me sort of way. You can also make a bad-looking person feel like they have worth.

May 10, 2005
You Didn't Think I'd Do It
I just sent a letter to Ellen DeGeneres. She's going to make sure Mrs. Tarpey doesn't lose her job.

May 3, 2005
Bloody Masochistic Fuck
And when I say always feel like shit, I mean ALWAYS FEEL LIKE SHIT.

May 1, 2005
Closing Night
For every play we have done, we have written all over the scripts because for the majority of rehearsal time, you are never on stage. The following is a collection of memorable quotes scribbled on my script, originally Eric C.'s from when she was in Annie. (On the inside it says, "This belongs to Erin C." I crossed it out and wrote, "Not no more it don't.") Molly Lauren Steph. (Keep in mind that I can almost never read Steph's handwriting.)

STOP WHISTLING
I agree.
I can't do a low voice w/o having a British accent. You are. someone beeped at me. I wanted to cry. there was a CAR coming, I couldn't tum TURN
Ah. I am sorry. That sucks. Karen shushed me. And John got rear-ended, did job bee bis b?
I didn't see his b, but I did read his LJ and that is scary. people should be less stupid.
Mm.
do you understand what I'm trying to say? Annie, I love you, marry me. (that's what I fully expected to hear)
lol what? I hadn't really been paying attention.
wait and hear.
I cold get soda lere, or (super butler...?!) go to Cumbland Fams and stock up.
stock up?? are you going on a big adventure? it's just 3 hours.
that's what you think.
the BRONX. Draco Malfoy is Annie.
It smells like the Plimothh Plantation outside.
I KNOW. yesterday I went outside (okay, that's a lie, I opened a window) and I was like mmm pilgrims.
The best smell (except the underline looked like the number three)
The Best 3 Smells
1) Pilgrims
2) Pilgrims
3) Pilgrims churning butter
Sorry. push over please?
no, thank you -->weeps inside
(the narration in my head: finder's, keeper's)
But you didn't... find the wall. I saw it too.
I found it. you can't even see it, only I can see it.
now you're just being silly.
if by silly you mean rational
Lauren is thre more sub left oer? Are ya done?
I found the easter goodies in my basement today when I was looking for some Beanie Babies(C) they looked delicious. I can't wait to search for them.
we never searched.
guess you're not very good knights, then.
But mm mmm juu laid thn out
^ these are not words.
BUMB
you are a good speller. KNOT. BUM. it is spelled bum. WANT SOME OF MY SNACKS? I KNOW HOW TO SPELL OBSCENE WORDS YA FUCK
steph, it reminded me of that picture Elizabeth once showed us that was supposed to be a firefighter in a fire but looked like a vagina.
[someone]=dipshit - how old is that kid supposed to be? <3Bunnylove
somewhere between 8-24. ps. there is a fire outside the door.
(here there is a cartoon i drew of a scorpion saying "I'm comin' after yo vagina" and a frazzled Lauren saying "YESSS")

Indirect quotes will be in the subprofile shortly.

To conclude the memory of Greater Tuna, I offer these last two pictures. Katy and I came to the horrifying realization that I am, in fact, Conor Oberst.

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