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March 09, 2006 - 10:45

My boss just tossed me 1 dollar for the "Rachael kitty"...."I mean, maybe one day you will play the piano!". Is ever baffling. If I were a stripper I would only want 5 dollar bills, or nothing. It felt discouraging to receive a 1- bill.
I woke up with a dread in my gut. It temporarily went away when it snowed heavily. I felt fucking great the day before last, and the day before that.
I feel like I won't get comfort if I want it. I would like to see my mother. She sounds tired, but maybe not too tired for me. There is a young mormon girl's live journal that I read when I'm feeling this way.

She has no idea.