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2001-10-15 || 11:36 a.m. || speedway monday and i am on the track with my runnin shoes on || merciful heavens. i had some wicked strong coffee and now i am sped up to 78 rpm and i am rushed rushed rushed for no good reason at all, jitter jitter pop pop, leavin smoke trails and flying papers and. my heart is all afluttery and my fingers are itchin to twitch and i have good things to write about but it'll come out all wrong because the wheels are aturnin and squeakin and burnin and yikes. but i went to yosemite this weekend, wow. and i have been getting hit on by random boys lately and i don't know what it is, i don't usually get hit on by the random boys, boys in black flag tshirts and boys wearing flipflops in 40degree mountain weather and men at the bart station with coffee stains on their ties, what is going on? like some switch was flipped and the pheromones are out full force yeah honey i got yer chemical warfare right here. but i want to write. but i must come down a little first. hello, how are you? guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |