12:19 a.m. - Thursday, Jun. 26, 2003
happiness
Today is lovely.
The whole debaucle is safely over, and the boy and I talked, and everything is very cool, we are friends, and that is rad, because i do so hate hard feelings.
And last night me and my peeps went to a street party in St Viateur. Fuck was it summertime fun. We ate buttery corn and potato pancakes, and drank beer on the curb, and there were mad hippies and hipsters and punks and pinup girls and teddyboys everywhere, and live jams on the block. Summer is fucking devine.
And I haven't had a joint or a cigarette in two days, and fuck do I feel better. I'm so getting my detox on.
Gotta go watch Vertigo now. Later.
