I publish very little of what i write on here. the draft count is growing.

I have very strong feelings for ginger. I don't think these feelings would be well received by the threesecondrulerejecting majority. I'm staging a revolution.

I miss my red hair.

things I do not have:
Patience. noun.
patience I'm told is the ability to explain something five times and not wish death upon the person you are talking to. Mama says patience is a virtue. I told her that her hippie beliefs have no place in my regime.

A compulsion to capitalize or maintain grammatically correct sentences.
I should but i don't, just like flossing and being nice to Jack. i want my pieces to look like me. still a little bit immature, in that lovely space between ohh la la and omg. these are tangible places, don't let any one tell you otherwise. they're probably working for xenu.

Dread Falls.
This makes me sad. But not sad enough to get the real things. That would just be insane and i'd like to keep the charade going for as long as i can.

any reverence for Ken Kesey.
Once again i probably should but i don't. I'm not a huge fan of writing someone off just because i personally think they're wankers but if i ever encountered this man I would beat him up something savage. now i realise he's dead but i've also seen 'thriller'. This is a warning Mr. Kesey.