i am feeling rather lost an emotionless lately. anything that is remotely entertaining barely draws a dry laugh from my belly (except for an upcoming incident), and i have barely spoken more than 20 words per person a day. i decline invitations to parties and movies because i am "busy". doing what? going to bookstores and fanning the merchandise in front of my nose and inhaling the bitter scent. running my fingers over dusty classics in the back corner of a video store. i'd rather be alone doing this than downing american beer anyday

in other news, today we took photo's for school i.d.'s, and right before the "photographer" snapped the picture my friend screamed "COOTER!" and i laughed...hard. i am, for some odd reason, looking forward to seeing this picture. i wore a suit

today in the cafeteria someone wrote "50 cent is hot" on a table, and another wrote "dumb nigger!" after it. i tried to scribble over it but my pen died...

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