a variety of whimsical verse

we´re talking into corners
finding ways to fill the vacuum

have a feeling this entry's gonna be disjointed and pretty depressing
filled with so very random thoughts and feelings
hmm

been online for a while just downloading old songs from the 80s
i've developed this thing for all these songs from way back
somehow they're exceptionally upsetting
pls go download journey - open arms

i wonder if anyone else other than us get these weird attack-like pangs. it feels like you're being shot in the chest over and over and over again. and over again.
not that i really know what being shot feels like but oh you get my driffft

drove my little bug for the first time today
we drove around the apartment blocks
and i noticed my mom was holding on rather tightly to the handlebars
i say it wasn't all too bad save for the occassional WATCH OUT and KEEP RIGHT!!!
and
personally i think my driving is better than my dad's already

have i mentioned my car has a name?
other than bugster of course because um it is what it is
but besides that
my mom and my sis have christened it vavroom (-looks at wyn! wyn always calls me vroomvroom :)

mom left me at boulevard (mall) for two hours. shit man shopping is just very very good. and i bought a reese's blizzard from dairy queen. quite the yummers
and
my dad left for LA in the morning and he's back already.
i thought i could have some peace and quiet for at least a night or two but no he's back already
somebody save me please

hope the promos are going well for everyone thus far
just one more week

bad news when i got up
as i should've expected
my stupid skin's acting up against the vegas weather as usual.
me likey humidity. me not so likey dryness. and vegas = dryness because vegas = damn desert

bollocks.

so now i've got these awful little bumps on my arms altho my mom claims she can't see it but i can though! >:(
its a lot better now than it was in the morning. thank goodness mom brought the cream my derma prescribed.
anyway what worries me is my face
if i get home and i'm still all rashy and pimply and dreadful i will most certainly turtle (quote unquote) at home and wait until they go away
if they don't go away
i will be eternally confined i tell you

and that does not sound like fun at all