muggy.sticky.tired

sometimes i wish i had an old haunt to visit.

but i dont.

oh well.

im not going to class today. its goin to be pointless anyways. i might as well just stay here and write my style essay. besides its raining. i hate the rain.

i feel muggy. and sticky. and tired. still.

written @ 2:52 p.m. on 2001-05-16
< * >

take a look around
* now
* then
* me
* the move
* rings
* wishes
* exit
* dland

contact
* contact the girl
* love notes
* leave your mark
* instant
* in the flesh

: reasons to want this.