Saturday, May 26, 2007

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Monday, May 21, 2007

cinnamon sugar and chicken pox


dear dave,

things to remember
3 yellow daisies and a pink one
bacon corn
manny getting eaten by bunnies
sue having chicken pox
erin joining myspace
grey gardens, a novel
talking to richelle on the curb at the farmers market
talking to cord in the grass in the sun at the farmers market
almond paste
kitchen interlude
dead man's shoes
ice coffee
dull flame of desire
chicken wings
gordan's (ugg sp??) foggy peak
jeffs dramatic flick
hex's bla bleep bleep bleep
"its so sad"
puss n boots
pinocchio
taking popcorm out (pam!!)
apartment organization angst
dead tree
remis twin gouda
tall trees
honeysuckle
diet coke denied
charlotte
no thats not right
little t
toothbrush package
surf sex
go go boy
daniel the intern
idle threats
jp's anger at super cute latino sex bomb on the multiple cellies with multiple weights pulled
potato chip scabs
tipped over cosmos
creepy neighbor avoiding
popeyes chicken bisquits
my new toster and coffee maker
scrapping off the cinnamon sugar
old navy ads
scrapbooking at michaels
sharks teeth
emotional deadlines
lou flicking my mobile
jute
horrible white sleeveless
calamari
what you wear when your short and its 1993

Friday, May 18, 2007

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

is that a chicken sandwich?


dear erin,

why didn't you just get it over with and vomit this morning?
I was just wondering.

Please tell kim everything. She needs to know what all goes on back here.

join match dot com.


word to your mother.

dave

Sunday, May 13, 2007

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dear dave
talking in code has become hard, and sort of tedious. Lots of things from today to record and remember. And to vomit out. But I can't here. I will just note that its mothers day, and we had hamburgers at Johns. Planted 2 sunzillas at jimmy's house. I ripped them apart at the roots (how symbolic) so I dont know if they will survive the trauma. Also cut down the redbud in the side yard. Quietly died this winter. A billion little sticks to pick up from the grass. Made me think of the little gifts left in Blair Witch.
Big day for Jimmy tomorrow. 16 drinks. gross.

was glad I was there for sue today. you are ok, and you are worth it.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

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working girls

dear dave.

tired after another night out at Lorial Plaza with cliff and ronnie. 2nd night in a row - there last night with kim, erin, mer, and supe. Think Im chipped out.

Frustrating day - but its over now. Tired, and sweaty, and full of torrrr-teee-yaaaa. Remi is staring up at me.

things to do:
figure out vans fiasco
think about nyc with liz
plant sunzillas ( little t to jimmy??)
mothers day present
continue on apartment
figure out plan for desk refinishing - and IMPLEMENT
convert home movies to DVDs
cardio
call sue
hang photos
sign up for summer corcoran class
meet with cord - and introduce her to hex
shop

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

everything counts in small amounts

this is the diary of erin doyle (panda)



biker
trash
paulo
no

why
kill
janets
toe

marc
shawn
taylor q.

hong
kong's
kung-
foo

michael
answer
fuck-
phone

you
can't
pay
loan