Thursday, January 08, 2004

bowling
we went bowling, i fucked it up. mas cats and a time limit. Curtesy of morgana

Food
the chef at morgans work is obviously too cool for us. and hes even royalty.

photos
its a hard arrangement and the girl hooks me up but then i back down. and living conditions dont improve none, still surrounded by cameras. Natasha never answers her phone.

car
its cold out, why would anyone want to look at a car tonight?
I was supposed to take it to the car place, but slept in. Grants cousin or uncle or something Tom whos a pretty nice guy is coming over.



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