psychedelic sock and double espresso shots

The title, a reference to my very much beloved Lester. I was thinking of that last note he wrote (on what else but a TCB serviette) and somehow, i wish he was there that night. Our psychedelic sock story, so bizarre to others, our queer little secret. My nicest emo drummer boy. (:

Depressing things happened ! Again ! Thanks Eugene, you're a nice pancake ! (I can still recall the time i told David about what a nice pancake Bryan is and how we used to bicker over him. Ahh. Such were the times.) Still, it would seem like the pms`ing is getting worst. I need my nice teapotssss.

Anyway, i got my Christmas present from Eugene today yesterday and it's really pretty. Yay me. Okay, WX, i'm not a bimbo and if you're reading this and you're still in NYC, remember my souvenir !

Remember Christmas, the cute ducky float Jo gave is still under my table right now. I wonder when i'll actually unwrap and use it. Oh well. Science center visit again tomorrow later, cant wait. Eclipse glasses, wait for me!