Tuesday, November 19

its true, at the strike of midnight i was staring into a stream of water, and its true i went to sleep with a numb forehead, but its still been a pretty good birthday. people i haven’t heard from in months called or emailed. im really excited about my presents, and tonight dave and i are having dinner at my favorite restaurant where we drink mojitos followed by wine and coq au vin. so much so that in my last visit i informed the waiter he looked like edward scissorhands. and, the cops called me today to ask if ill press charges. the kid is sixteen and has a whole load of a record. shit yeah, ill press charges.