Sunday, November 1

i have gotten into the habit of

writing abstractionist poetry late at night at other peoples' houses for them to discover in the morning. or sometimes, for ME to discover in the morning.
gardo calls them raps. but i am no rapper. nonono.

good luck to you if i have, at some point, hijacked your notebook/computer/walls to write on. heh.

other habits which warrant mention:
- watching other people rap about the french revolution to pretend i'm doing homework when really, i'm just on youtube
- lurking facebook to avoid work
- planning festival-love
- changing in and out of too many clothes. ridiculous amounts of Being A Giant Girl.
- downloading too much new music. all in the name of procrastination. yes.
- photohoarding

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