Thursday, June 30, 2011

rehab

i feel slightly insane, like i'm not quite existing. or maybe existing more than ever, go figure. a result of foam parties, love parties, copious amounts of cigarettes, and too much bret easton ellis, i'm sure.

so i wasn't going to go to mama yesterday because i thought it'd be beyond totally super embarrassing to go there three nights in a row but of course i ended up there wearing my expensive, totally lovely pinky girls dress which i wasn't going near that foam in but what's the point of being at a foam party if you're not going to take advantage of it so i went to the pizzeria next door and asked for two plastic bags which i ripped and made into a skirt. it looked totally marvelous (not really).

now i'm on the train to my grandma. which is good, kinda like rehab. plus she's fantastic. you may think your grandparents are awesome but what do you know, anyway.

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