".../i got a dealer in tokyo/i got an agent in rome/i got a rep in paris/shit! i got a gallery in new york!/..."
Current Music- Gang of Four~Ether
Ah, what a surreal weekend. Glorious ending that is mallratting with Joshua.
I AM TEENAGE GIRL, HEAR ME ROAR!
I look like the personification of the San Fernando Valley. A teenage girl in a tiny teeshirt without a bra, snapping pink bubblegum, shaking her charm bracelets, listening to a Communist pop punk group on her shitty tape recorder and dancing like she's going to die. The chipped nasty aqua nailpolish and the headband + hair piled on top of head with a scrunchy add to this. Hah. Yowza.
Lovely dovely day, despite the fact that i had for the greater part of it as much energy and viv as a mollusk. The tiny shreds of wit to which i cling so desperately in order to survive in this world left me too. They're back tho. SHCORE!
Ann Coulter. AHAHAHAHA.
So i mallratted my arse (or lack of it) off with Joshua this afternoon. I didn't exactly buy anything, persay, but i DID find a pair of glasses in the back of Best Buy. It's amazing the sheer happies you can find back there.
I am still totally awed by my dollar store charm bracelet.
God, this week's Rolling Stone really is glorious.
Fuck yes. My life has been validated by all the aforementioned. And Leez. What would i do without a LeezFish? I would be livin' la vida sans LeezFeesh, that's wot.
Salem. Leaving Wed. Hatcha.
"Hehe.................Ohhhh,yees."
Love and a triple tremelo.

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So if you're the teeny-bopper little sister riding in the back seat of the car with your feet up while your formerly-Mabified big sister's driving, I assume you have a Mab flittering around you. That's lovely.
And you will never be without a Leez. Because that would just be sad and I love you too much to swim away.
"...and there was an exodus of birds from the trees because they didn't know we were only pretending, and the people all looked up and were pleased but the birds flew around like the whole world was ending..."
Hehe...oh yes.
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