it's about 12:30 and i'm sitting here chatting with my boyfriend and exboyfriend... i'm hungry and i'm listening to the eels... life seems alright

though i should be writting a journal entry

soon i will be gone... far away in japan... i'll send you a postcard?

i am very cold... cold like ben's soul... that awful bastard...

i can't think of anything entertaining to say except spleen... yay