2002-02-14 || 3:54 p.m.

|| but the mumy from harold and maude is so hott! ||

countdown to p-town: 42.5 hours.

it makes the tummy hurt. the tum is the nice quiet kid who throws up on roller coasters and gets very nervous before speeches and has to stay home the week before summer camp because she's so excited she can't see straight.

ungh. oh tummy, stop.

the tum is also a bit woozy over this evening, a friendly valentiney gathering at sadie's that has come to involve the long black wig and skeezy get-up. long black wig + this dork = pale pale moony face surrounded by swirly hessiany goth princess hair, oh. oh dear. not foolin anybody, oh no.

and with that gatdamned stocking cap under. whenever i take off the wig and see myself in the mirror with the stocking cap i am reminded of the ma in harold and maude, which is weird and glamorous in its own way. but. scary.

i have a big big head.

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