really, i'm just like anybody else.
i wonder what other people at a concert are thinking of me.
when really they're watching the damn concert just like everyone else.
ok, i'm perhaps a little more insecure than other people. or i just don't cover it up with pride as easily.
i have this funky longish hair that clogs up the drains in my apartment.
i have to clean out those drains.
i'm not crazy.
this isn't the movies.
i'm not.
this isn't.
no kidding.
Thursday, April 18, 2002
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