Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Steam

I had these lyrics looping in my head, "Feel so lonely and I feel so sad/I want a little steam on my clothes" when I was burnt by the steam escaping the rice cooker.

I'm confused about the relationship girls have with one another. To be more precise my girl friends want to meet CY. When they do meet I become the lame dog with three legs. They spend their time together pointing out my flaws and laughing. What's the deal? Can't y'all bond over something else?

My belly is oh so red.

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