Thursday, February 4, 2010

the baby sitters club

i used to write poems about the baby-sitters club.

i want to photoshop bauldrillard's face onto the cover of 'boy crazy stacey'. i like the idea of Toby the cute lifeguard, being bauldrillard's alter-ego.

i wished i could have been claudia, the hot artist, japanese-american one. but at heart, i think i was just mary-anne, the nerd who cried a lot. i think she's bisexual. i have nothing, however, to base this on.

long week. skin crawling. my kitchen smells so bad that is has become kind of interesting, and i don't want to clean it.

there is only one thing on my mind and it is driving everything else out.

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