sweet cuppin' kates
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wish you were here

30 March 2002 |||


I haven't updated in ten days because I'm in California.

I'm sitting on Pat's lap as I type this.

Earlier today I inhaled a massive wad of spit as I was trying to demonstrate what I thought would be an innocent joke.

A few days ago I stole his belt and made him walk through the school parking lot with his pants falling down his ass.

This is one of those moments where you wish you had a postcard reading in huge, scripted letters: "I WISH YOU WERE HERE."