i have the cape. i make the fucking whoosh noises!

…in which the pineapple’s guts revolt against her
9.19.04 at 11:17 pm

nothing like rounding out a fabulous weekend of fabulousness with a good steady bout of blowing chunks. it’s really choice…really, it is.

so i’m throwing up, right?

now, mind you…there’s nothing left inside of me to throw up, at least, not logically…but for some reason i’m still hurling…and the windows in the girl’s bathroom are open…and i’m thinking either the basketball court or another room is nearby because all i hear between spewing is dudes cheering. like they’re watching a game or something…i know they can’t hear me barfing, but it’s very disconcerting.

and i’m supposed to be unpacking…but it’s going so slow…

s l o w

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i’ve got my head
but my head is unravelling…

heroine? heroin?

h e r o i n e…yep yep, i starts teh classes tomorrow morning boys and girls. 9 am chem class, yo. eeeeeeeeeeeeeep!!!! we’ll see how that goes. but uh…well…i’m nervous. so nervous.

however, as today is finishing up one of my last weekends of freedom, i gotta say it’s been one hell of a good ride so far. i mean, it’s been filled with send-off drinkies, a totally rockin’ partay complete with a consumers performance to end all performances, the idiocy of me moving ALL MY SHIT in the middle of a torrential downpour, celebrating birthdays, and a formal introduction to Ghost in the Shell.

i’ve got my heart but my heart is no good
and you’re the only one that’s understood
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