2004-07-27 - 8:48 p.m.

going out to some designer show where others vehemitly have their shit together more than me.

plan b. sell myself to a man to pay off the man.

fuck. seriously. i'm hard uncomfortable about the unannounced sum i'll owe for this subpoena. at the end of this game i will collectively owe something like 50 g's with all my car/school/man money.

last night i met a guy. we got a little tangled up. it's always wild to me to feel all of that energy unleashed when it's been saved up.

i'm in a state of utter irritation. if this is "growing up" then count me the fuck out!