sinkin' ships since '88

Lourde,

I know I haven't talked to you in awhile. But I really want this mask that is discontinued. They used to make it - even all the way up to last month.

Lourde, don't remind me about the time I burnt the meal, or that other moment when I almost drowned poor Frank.

Anyways, you're probably busy with plenty of other poor souls pleadins. But, if you have the time, it looks like this.

and how it was rewritten - i should really be in class

when this photo was taken of me I was hanging out with my friend Erica - we used to drive around in her crazy S.S. Buick and smoke far too many cigarettes. I'd always see her car parked outside my house. She went to an all girls Catholic High School that was up the block, they didn't have a parking lot - so all of the students would park along the street. There were always cars on that street.

Come to think of it, I'm not exactly sure how we know each other. Come to think of it, I'm not entirely sure how I know anyone.


Oh yeah, after this photo was taken we drove up to Hummel Park, which is rumored to be haunted. And when I say haunted, I mean that even the trees still bend and twist under its mighty spell*. It is said, fact, that there were over two hundred (200+) lynchings of African Americans from the 1910's to the 1960's in this park alone. That's not counting the other 1,200 that were tarred, torched, and hanged in the surrounding Omaha area.

If it's not haunted - then it surely is fucked up and upsetting to say the least.



*If you ever get to drive through this area pay close attention to the trees - they say that they all bend over the road due to the 'dead weight' that was hanging from them... even the grass bends in toward the road...

Oh, and this one time my friends Lauren and Carl were driving around with me through Hummel and we saw this stray dog pop out of the trees in the middle of the night (pitch black) and it lead us to the top of the hill and disappeared. Now that I think about it - I doubt that the dog was real.

that absinthe bottle exists
olde clipper gin does not
i wishe olde clipper gine diddeth

Oh man yesterday I was alone in my room drawing at my desk - next to the window farthest from the door leading to my roommates bedroom - the house was empty except for my roommate Daniel downstairs - anyway my door opens up a crack and it quickly creeks shut with a playful thud and click .

So this happens twice over the course of 8 seconds or so - "Hey Daniel..." I call out casually - and then there is this weird silence, it wasn't an upsetting silence, it was similar to the sudden hush of hide and seek. I look at the door - about 15 seconds have passed - and there is this shadow under the door like he is standing there - convinced he's screwing with me I sneak to the door and tear it open - the room was totally empty and that was that...




ouija board on bible; so works.

today was a really awesome day today the train took one hour and ten minutes

man i was so fucking late