GROUP SEX, WILD IN THE STREETS--- RECKLESS ABANDON!

Today was rad. Khundy and I went shopping. xD I got a Death shirt (The Sandman. You're all faggots and probably have no idea what I'm talking about) and I never realized that Death really looks a lot like Siouxsie. I also got an Iggy Pop shirt and a Jack Daniels shirt. Buffalo Exchange ftw, and Khundy bought me this rip-your-balls-off-it's-so-badass spider ring that opens up in the back for the poison at a shop near there. You know? And. . . I got a little lobster and another cockroach for jewelry at the other store.

Yesterday I hung out with Drew. I almost cried when his mother gave me a hug. . . I miss his parents a lot. And him too, I guess, but we most certainly don't fit anymore. Not like I was considering it or anything, just. . . eck. He is an ass and he'd do better as my brother at this point, we argue so much.
BUt I really do miss Sue and John. Like, a whole assload.

Clay and Danielle and Khundy and I love picnic-ing.
50 cent Jimmy Johns , along with an avocado, a salt grinder, a lime, brie, and grapes casually requisitioned from a King Soopers. Apparently we intend to do this a lot.

Clay's actually at DJ's right now; eh, we both have work tomorrow. I want to bond some more with that girl.

Also, I bet you ten bux they finally fuck tonight.

ROMANCE IS FOR CHILDREN. GO MAKE ME A SANDWICH.

Did I tell you I continue spraypainting Awesome Face's in her neighborhood?