the beach is my bane. actually, the library at the beach is my bane. i have about three minutes to type, so there will be muchos typos. bah, there's no time to say anything. i started work, it's okay, i hate laura actively, (her last name's not actively), i got another job, it's pretty cool, there's a czech guy who works there named robert, i speak to him in czech. which means i pretend i know czech.

the man just told me i have one minute, which is his way of telling me to leave.

i'm calling all of you with my number.

fierce love.