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So I've just painted my nails and am typing very carefully. Warhola and I just got done washing our clothes at Schiro's Laundromat/Bar. We got drunk, of course, and it was nice, we swivled our hips to some invisible Lou Reed beat that we were both craving. There were some super asshole people at work today, they were from Zaire and were so sexist and demanding I wanted to fucking kill them. They had a 80$ check and left me 2.50$. I told Fanta that I wouldn't wait on them anymore and she said it was fine because she wasn't going to serve them anymore. So yeah. Tony is going to be here so soon and I'm so excited to just like, be around him again. We will talk deep shit and I will get to hold his hand walking to the Sidearm Gallery to see Why are We Building Such A Big Ship? and Ghost Bees. And get drunk and do stupid shit all night, I just can't even wait to see his expression change as he gets high off New Orleans like everyone else does. I've also decided to start charting my menses, which is strangly liberating for me. Talk about a feminist bitch. I went to http://www.myspace.com/ironrailcollective The Iron Rail Book Collective and took out a lifelong membership. I got Bratmobile's Girls Get Busy on VINYL for 8$, Albert Camus The Stranger for 1.00$, and Kate Chopin's The Awakening for .50 cents, and this zine about charting, which really got me into it. Today I picked up the thermometer for it and will start the first day I start to bleed again, which should be any day now. There is still alot more I need to learn about my body but it's thrilling to think that I'm starting to take the little steps. You take your tempature everyday and write what kind of ooze you have and how far away from your period you are and what phase of the moon you are in and after a couple months I should be able to tell when I'm ovulating, when I'm going to have a rough period, the like. And I already feel more incontrol from what I've read in Cunt: A Decleration of Independence, I'm just like, SUPERWOMAN NOW. So yeah. Tomorrow is Wensday and then Tony gets here Thursday and I'll get high for the first time in months and probably kiss that boys face when I see him at the trainstation, I will be so fucking happy.


Yeah.

And Warhola has become strangly more and more attractive as we go along. Is he putting something in the water?