2003-02-21
9:35 p.m.
oh god I'm dead
with my jacket off? and goosebumps, instead of sleeves? I know it's all weather and the changing of the guard. but really. so the big question now is, will canada post fuck things up for me twice this week? I'm hurriedly piecing my passport application together, and with most of the essentials in ontario that means lots of mailing. late mailing. fuck it! and so I'm worried about the job application, you know? that should have arrived today in edmonton. no email yet saying "p__r__j___!" you are the woman for us!", which MUST mean they haven't received my application yet. because otherwise. hooboy. please stop: relentless fatigue. relentless hunger. relentless and ricocheting crushes that would get me into trouble if I had any sort of precedent. but I don't, thank god, except for falling irretrievably in love on a fairly regular basis. not-so-irretrievably, I suppose. fairly retrievable, me. still, some GODDAM KISSING would be nice. note: watching Godspell with a 7-year-old buddhist is the funniest thing ever. "What does he mean by Zion? oh god you're dead
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