6.15.2009

went out.
spaghetti factory.
nom nom nom.
felt bulimic.
stopped feeling
bulimic.
walked off the
bulimia.
unicycle.

scooter-perusing.
feeling badass.
playground.
carrying the
unicycle all

the way home.
checked out by

old boozin'
creepy men from
outside the pub.
nasty looks

coming your way
gentlemen.

bonded over the
walk home.

cool beans.
wd 40'd unicycle.
failed.
pulled out guitar.
played some tunes.
felt the need to
be really cool
when she's old.

like 40 cats
cool.

like smoking
cigars cool.

like dying my
hair blue cool.

just realized
this format is
a little bit on
the odd side.
may or may not
piss
readers off.
dear diary,
you died.
blogging took
your place. r.i.p.

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