my house is clean. stop on by sometime.

how complicated sometimes, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, what the fuck is going on here? I got drunk Thursday, I got drunk Friday, and now Saturday night is approaching and I'm sure to show my face at the astronaut party. I've never in my life so I may as well this time.
My big sister refuses to talk to me. I wonder if its because I offered to do an act of violence for her but then chickened out? I just get scared of big guys sometimes. I made the offer to sporadically. I needed to form a posse to get my back first but by the time I did that Soyeon had disappeared. A little slap wouldn't hurt a big jerk like that anyway, I guess if I had done it in the crowd he might have had a momentary loss of pride.
I love my oldest sister. I reckon she needs a break from me. I get worries. Human beings are so delicate. I'm one of the lest delicate humans that I know. Then I pair up with people and I get afraid that I can destroy them by being insensitive and stupid. Damn it, I'm a little kid.

I just dreamed that my little cousin, Tanya, had two strange tattoos on her hand and lots of piercing. Her left hand tattoo was a sheet of paper folded in half with little berries all over and her right hand tattoo was the end of a key molded into a counter top.