Twittering straight to the morgue

Urgent. Will die without reading.

• 12:12 Watching horror movies alone sucks. #
• 14:36 Henry just burned me with a bag of steamed peas. That fuck. #
• 16:51 True story: Was reading some shit about Estelle Getty & the next record that came up on my screen was Getty Mart. (Data processor, holla) #
• 16:36 The fact that people are always asking me if Craig Owens is my boyfriend makes me think that I have too many pictures of Chiodos on my desk. #
• 21:23 I don’t remember writing 60% of the stories I have out there. I don’t know what that means.I’m an unbeknownst plagiarizer? I guess perhaps. #
• 23:13 I’d burn a building if I knew you’d die. #
  

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• 10:22 I would not be opposed to planting my face in some fucking buttercream frosting right about now, fuck. #
• 15:05 A Ne-Yo joint comes on and ain’t nuthin’ holding down my inner yo-girl. I come close to breaking out the Butterfly every time. #
• 16:52 Tonight I will speak only in gutteral growls. #
• 18:27 Tina likes mango daiquiris which completely shatters my fantasy of her knocking back Old Crow with the sailors. #
• 20:08 Omfg Craigery. Why?? #
• 23:06 Tonight definitely calls for wine. Lots and lots of wine. #
• 23:12 Do u ever get urges to rip ur veins out so you can see them better? #
• 10:31 Last nite, got drunk on wine while working from home, laugh/cried about work situation/life, read a book. Feel much better/worse. #

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