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Bomba
Tuesday, March 20, 2007

calm like a bomb.
Meet Bomb Girl. Bomb Girl likes to dream of bombs.

I am so bored, my tummy hurts. My body is mad at me because all I've been doing the past few days is make treacherous one-foot journeys from my cot to the PC, or treacherous twenty-foot journeys from the PC to the refrigerator, or treacherous ten-foot journeys from the refrigerator to the couch, or stupendous hikes aaaaallll the waaaaayyyy uuuuuuppppp to the second floor bathroom. Today was slightly different since I actually managed to make the FIVE-BLOCK SOJOURN to Mini-Stop for MineShine and menthols huwaw. A celebratory milktea was in order after Peachy's text and Larry and the Hegemoness' phone calls. Oh, and I actually walked back as well, which makes a total of TENBLOCKSCANYOUFUCKINGBELIEVEIT.

What else, what else.

Finished Paul Auster's New York Trilogy. Spaced out on the couch. Drew Bomb Girl. Took a picture of Bomb Girl. Fixed Bomb Girl's picture up with Auto-Contrast because I am ignorant. Uy, malapit na ang South Park. Babai.


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