i liked the killers for 24 hours.

where have you been that you don't know this?

THURSDAY



jett and i have been fighting for a while. on jett's birthday we had a party. tyrrell told me he wished there were two of me.



i kissed him. he kissed me.


SUNDAY



i went over to tyrrell's house to play guitar hero. we played guitar hero a little bit. we also played a little guitar hero a little bit . i told him i was an empty promise.

MONDAY (new years eve)

new year's eve party turns into playing spin the bottle.



wait back up.



i kissed on the swedish girl.



spin the bottle turned into people passed out drunk in the loft, while jett made out with christie and i made out with tyrrell. christie and jett fall asleep. there was snoring.



tyrrell and i stay up all night, kissing and talking.

no sleep.

TUESDAY



went over to my parents house. texing tyrrell. watched the big lebowski. my sister was a bitch to me.

WEDNESDAY



went to see southland tales with poaulie, jett, tyrrell and sophie.

THURSDAY

work. came home watched the rest of shoot 'em up. tyrrell came over we watched 'ladies and gentlemen the fabulous stains'.



there was kissing. went to eat with poaulie at il vicino.



sophie called me.



she came to dinner. the we went over to tyrrell's house to pay guitar hero. there was drinking. jett took us all to the bowling alley to meet chris B. and paco.



who were bowling the last game of the night. we all went back to tyrrell's house to play guitar hero. i passed out.



FRIDAY

work. called tyrrell we went and got food. went back to his house and played guitar hero and guitar hero. sophie called. she was bored. we picked her up with poaulie and went to the store. i danced and made sandwiches.



we all watched FLCL and fell asleep. sophie woke up to pee at five.



i couldn't go back to sleep, so i went and slept in my bed.

SATURDAY
woke up in a shitty mood. went to work while everyone went to breakfast. got off in the nick of time for everyone to go home.
poaulie, jett and i went to the tea house for chai. jett and i fought some more. i was in a bad mood and decide that everyone should hang out and do something. ( everyone being, sophie, tyrrell, poualie, and jett)


we went to the bowling alley.

sophie told me that she made out with tyrrell



over a game of target terror.



a black could settled over me, while i bowled the worst game of my life.



soph gave me option, but i didn't take it. we all went back to tyrrell's house. sophie, jett, tyrrell, and poaulie ( poaulie begrudgingly) played cranium



( the cool one soph got me for christmas)



i played guitar hero. jett was mad at me, he told me later. i finished playing one. we all went back to the house. paul went to sleep. jett, soph tyrrell watched black sheep. i cried in bed. i came into the loft and watched black sheep.



everyone feel asleep. i wrote a blog. i decide i had to get out of the house. it was around 3. i walked up san francisco street to the cathedral.



god's doors aren't open all hours any more.



back down to the st. francis, past the atomic, down water, onto cerrillos. thro sage's parking lot. to the kids house. his car was there. i drew a heart on the drivers side mirror. a light flicked on a few houses down. i walked out onto the street, and saw a huge cat running out of the corner of my eye.



the cat moved strangely, it sort of galumphed. it had this huge white strip running down it's back. wait a second, that's not a cat, it's a skunk!



the skunk ran into the next drive way. he didn't even see me. i walk toward the drive way. the skunk was coming around the corner, so was i. we both froze. all of the hair on his body stood up and his tail got fluffy. we stared at each other for a while. he turned around and disappeared underneath the near by car. i continued to my parents house. where i spent the night.

SUNDAY
i took a bath. went home change my clothes. poaulie, jett and i went to get breakfast. i gave the cute girl my phone number, i told her i wanted to cut her hair. i came home to a missed call from sophie and a tex from tyrrell. it was battle of the texing for the rest of the day. tyrrell seemed to be missing large chunks of reality; where as sophie read my blog and had my number. aw, friends, can't live with them, can't live without them.

i liked the killers for 24 hours.