... california dreaming ...

Sunday, December 22, 2002

steps to disaster
step 1: crash a good friends date. hope to god that it doesn't burn"
step 2: visit an inmate. get threats from the cops and cookies from the neighbors.
3. mad car chase in a culdesac
4. sing to your friends parents. score brownie points for the future.
5. flashing. period.
6. have your car covered in shaving cream. professionally.
7. wake up the sleeping, bore those awake.
8.second mad car chase. stop chasing and get completely lost.


wonder how many nights you have left to be like this.

"How could she do somthing that stupid!?!?" "DAVID!!" "What?!! getting high is really bad for you!!!" "She said she's bi, not high..."

If only making all confessions were this easy.

I'm sick. really sick this time. i'm crossing my fingers. tightly at that. i'm breathing. I'm wishing i could just spit out how i feel. I'm wishing i could see you again. I'm going away. I'm still breathing....

Turntable Jessie 10:47 PM [+]
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no, I swear, I'm in love with the fantasy of it all. I wouldn't mind being tracked by an army of mosters, or being chased by a dragon... certainly wouldn't mind being whisked away with mr. right on his white horse.. but you know, chilling out in the cofee shop reading and daydreaming about rock and roll isn't too bad either...no, you really do know it.

"darn, you made me lose my combo."

Turntable Jessie 9:25 PM [+]
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No, that's not exactly true. Yes, i went to church to break down some walls. But the walls between God and myself? No, I can knock those over myself, when i choose to do so, thank you very much. Tonight we broke down the walls of the elderly's christmas luncheon. We threw the tinsel over the top and propped them back up against the door, said it was the wind, and ran... don't cry father tradition, we were completely in faith the whole time//

Turntable Jessie 9:32 PM [+]
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