dear moderate to profound diary,
it just blows me away how stupid my bangs are. i have a long piece that is socially awkward and doesn't seem to fit in anywhere. i have heard everything from star wars to californication's theme song tonight amplified and ima have to admit- it's like having a concert bedside. i hate concerts because i've had really bad times at several over my life. i might go see reba mcintyre or JUICE NEWTON iffin i had the chance, but i believe in my heart- i don't wanna see anyone who sings anymore. i think the stereo is fine for me. ima eat a small piece of cake- i was going to make more pudding- but the unibomber made a cake. ima squirt some whipped cream on it and think about sailing away.
