last night there was some majorly therapeutic brain cell death with the fellas from high school. i ate so much. ive been eating way too much lately. rambo has designed several stars for me to engrave on my body and this weekend i found something exactly like what i was thinking of in a tatoo magazine. aurora says i should get something that looks more like a gromet on a pair of jeans than something that looks just like ink on my skin. its hard to explain. it took me a while to understand what she was saying.

lunch to-day at jacques-imo's to-geaux at grand central. shrimp and oyster po-boy with a purple haze makes me feel comfortable and at home. they were out of alligator cheesecake. it was disastrous.

dinner with amber to discuss self mutilation and other interesting topics tonight. and probably bed early since i didnt get to sleep till 2 last night.

lee had some lady friend with him last night who he did not explain. im very curious about it.

rusty goes in for kidney surgery on friday. i hope she doesnt die.