|2004-02-24 || The special sandwich
Soundtrack � The Cure � Pornography
Just standing outside at the car having a cigarette, I realized I�ve never opened the hood of my car since I bought it last summer.
I have a headache from a new air freshener in the car. This can be traced back to homosexuals in some way or another.
They said it might snow again on the news this morning. I enjoy the snow. I hope the snow keeps coming; I enjoy watching people become miserable and unable to drive their cars.
Can I tell you how much I looooooooooooove black people?
On the radio last night they talked of how wait. My cell phone is still off. I enjoy the feeling of being unreachable. What am I going to do talk about the weather? The election? Janet Jackson�s chocolate milk bags? Homoerotic marriage? Music? Nobody wants to talk about the things I want to talk about:
How George Bush is wrong for opening the borders, but correct in making anyone with light brown skin and a belief in Allah to go through hell to get in this country. How white people don�t make good music. How crowds of human beings drive me up the fucking wall. How fuck you I�m done here.