Thursday, January 27
10:01 pm

the cloying stench of the hoi polloi

so this is (very probably) it. i'm stopping with the thinly disguised narcissism, the slightly better disguised bragging and the not-at-all disguised bitchery. here's the thing: it's just not fun anymore. not for me, at any rate.

so, um. goodbye.


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to everyone else who was there that night yet not up here:
i couldn't fit the long shots of all of us into a square, so i went with a flattering picture of me. and don't tell me you wouldn't have done the same.
oh rae, if you're reading this, ignore the above - it's because i like you best. really.

my christmas gift from the wonderful Snookums.
and in keeping with my disturbing tendency to want to have relations with inanimate objects, i think i want to marry this one and bear its little pink children.


harangue at gmail dot com

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