2004-06-14 - 1:49 p.m.
Do you know what I did this weekend? I hung out with my homeslices. And carnies. One hot carnie in particular. He was very, um, charismatic.
I smell like a mixture of dog, horse, ferret, and just plain old stink. Yeah, I smell pretty funky. Why do I always update my goddamn diary just to tell people I smell.
Did I mention that I'm afraid of horses? I didn't get on one this time though. I did clean its ass.
So check out the hook while the DJ revolves it...
Why is that still in my head?
I often have dreams that my dad dies, but this time it was different. He died, and I was devastated as usual, but then I had to call his sister and tell her that he died. And I've never spoken to my dad's sister. She hasn't seen her little brother in 17 years. And that is both very sad and very funny.
You know, I was just sitting here letting my mind wander, and I imagined that I was having a tea party with Axl Rose. Doesn't that sound lovely?
I am going to shower now. But not with Axl Rose. I'll tell him to go to the store or something.
