i think, no i know, i just ate paper. ew. ruin the perfect chocolate taste! :P i need to buy toothbrushes. i'm so tempted, and simultaneously comforted, at (by) the thought of confessing to mi madre. i've yet to miss mi padre in that maddening, dying way. i canna fathom the deepness of reality but i'm so absolutely certain about the unreal. i don't want to see that guy at radio shack when i go back later. i'm mean to homeless people. i'm especially mean to homeless people who show up every other day with a brand-new article of clothing or that pair of nike air sneakers i'm too cheap to buy for myself. i really want (need) to re-straighten my hair again. i've got a problem of letting grudges go. my imagination is paranoid. my imagination is insane. my imagination is pathetic. i'll keep away from jb for as long as i feel necessary (at this point, about, what, two weeks?) and i'm glad there's stuff like cryptonomicron to keep me company in the meanwhile. i got so much done today it's fantastic. why does it always feel like there's something in mine eyes where i wear contacts? i should stop picking at my ears because the right one sorta hurts now. i'm right where it's considered a major bomb target of l.a. for about 8 hours every day. if some guy bought the west 7th building for me i would be so happy. more angel tonight yay. i should stop chewing on these hershey's hugs ... duh stupid girl whattabout yer high cholesterol! i really wish there was a way to have the written word reflect the tones and inflections of the spoken word. smell-o-vision would suck because you're smelling emeril's cooking when so obviously you can't actually eat any of it. i'm craving fried tofu and ff8 all over again. i read through all of that atomic bomb history but i only understood about 40 percent of the science stuffs in there. i still crack me up and i don't think that's conceited of me. i hate making spelling and grammar mistakes when i so obviously should know better. i should go it's late but i wanna make this a loooooooong muther marfin' ass entry.

oh well.