April 22, 2003
dentist called to remind me of biyearly death by plaque scraper. either near sighted or astigmatic, eyes are fucked to the max. bought dress for “prom” but really need to buy some sort of supportive underwear to keep from jiggiling baby and no shoes situation has lead me to consider making a statement by lack of shoe. listening to coldplay is like a numbing hangover, just want to stay in bed and drink from a straw. listening to a tribe called quest is like a early friday afternoon with plans. could be homeless in santa barbara, sleep on the beach.