TALES OF AN ORANGEPEELER
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12.24.04, friday night
taking a break from my friends. which is good. they think they are taking a cigarette break, but really it is a break from us. drinking beer, writing here a little, listening to the modern lovers. me, me, me. but only for a little while. a drunken lil while. lord, the last week has been crazy and i won't even tell you why. some people. some people really are driven in such stereotypical ways. but i'm not gonna trip. have no time to trip on the obstacles of others. now if only i can stop havin' dreams about mouths full of broken foot-long teeth.