will you kiss me through the window?

So I'm drinking whiskey and listening to The Dresden Dolls as loud as possible (as not to piss August off in the next room) and completly content. I was kind of in a weird mood all day today, because I'm hella fucking broke and don't know what to do about it, but August got TWO jobs and Warhola got a second one so between the 3 of us we are working 6 jobs, so I know I won't have to pick up any more slack. Tony arrives so soon and I'm about to piss myself with how excited I am about it. I'm pissed off that I have to go back to school, I hate it and I won't be able to get a job with my major anyway, what kind of fucked up cocktease is that? But the writing is flowing like never before, I'm dreaming about writing pages and pages and I can see the words on the pages. Before the end of next year I swear I will finish some sort of a draft for a novel, there is just too much bursting out of me at the fucking seams. School is depressing the hell out of me, I don't know what to do about it. I have put off thinking about it because I'm worried about more immediate concerns, but now it's started to eat away at me again and I don't know what to do. So I just don't really think about it. But KL got a piece of mail from Metro State so I'll have to deal with it some how. I think I'll call Galen and have a serious convo with her about it. She's about to move in with her gay bestfriend too :D. I'm in this weird weird mood. I need a cigarette I guess. I see lots of trains and movement in my dreams, lots of words. I don't know if you guys know, but I have some lukewarm psychic abilities. My dreams always come true, if they relate to my real life (I saw myself get my GED, meet Warhola, move to New Orleans, Jake, etc) and not some strange monster or something. So when I see things like myself hopping a train up north in the middle of the night, sneaking out of Warhola's house, it worries me. Boston keeps popping up over and over. Anything in Boston, you guys? Besides The Dresden Dolls and Amanda.

I guess that's it until later, I need a cigarette sooo fucking bad right now.

love.