there're eyebolts over our bed // 2002-08-14 over the past several days, me and gar-gar moved out of the nasty crystal meth apartment (not without a gun threat, mind you), and moved into a glorious new dungeon-cum-house. i also celebrated a birthday. my 29th, which may be older than schubert lived but i forget. i was jotting down notes on getting older, then decided that i'm not old and what i was writing was totally faggotron. |