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24 June 2008 @ 10:58 pm
a perfect sonnet  
im in a lame mood. my parents are in france. my brother is in new york. im in a big empty house for the next month. ive realised im still afraid of the fucking dark. the only thing i can think to do is listen to bright eyes and drink tea. i hate work, and i don't know how to tell my boss im moving to alaska on july 28. i relapsed 4 days ago and i don't even care. i dont want to hang out with anyone. and i ran out of laundry detergent.

i know this will all blow over by tomarrow morning, but it will be the same tomarrow night if i dont make plans to aviod it. living alone blows. i never want to end up like this. i truly need something to re-root myself. i find myself missing alot of things.

gracie just called me, and at first i thought it was cause i had just posted this most pathetic entry, but realised that i hadn't yet. i feel really un motavated right now, but it feels good to have had someone just call me. god i need to snap the fuick out of this mood.

ok first step, i am turning off bright eyes and blasing suberban ledgens.
next, fisnsh my glass of really good tea.

see hannah. your tummy and mind already feel better.
now think of 5 things you really like.
1. speaking in a accent with gracie and making other people annoyed
2. standing on really high up things
3. listening to little kids explain things
4. blasting music this loud!
5. laughing so hard it realllly hurts

time to leave the computer room and call back your dear friennd. dont re read this entry at all and remember to brreeeaaathhe.
the Baron Tootoo IIIcrackity__jones on June 29th, 2008 05:46 am (UTC)
bright eyes es gay. i have hella ESP for calling you. yes, i officially broke up with pat. hmm what else? we don't talk in accents much anymore. ghettofab night was really fun. rawr!