[2004-01-05]_10:10 a.m.
a plea
its fucking cold this morning.
i dont like it one bit
i think the world should be in a bubble
and in the winter its heated
and summer its cooled.
if i am ever presidente, then i will make this so.
ooh my coffee is ready.
it smells like that little guy and his donkey.
i was ashamed last night.
i still feel that way.
decisions
god wont answer my prayers on this one
ive asked
and all i get i static
my coffee is begging to be experienced.
so i must off.
and soon to the dentist.
how fear instills my bones.
good day.