Wednesday, September 9, 2009
SEPTEMBER 11: WE WILL NEVER FORGET
hello auckland. you wash my pants and put them in the drier and make them tight, all huggy around my thighs and ankles and bum. you have two cats and a cool mother who drinks wine with ice cubes and smokes menthol cigarettes. she struggles to pronounce my name and i think it's cute. do-ree-ann. sorry for bringing strange boys into your house, but thanks for putting up with me. we will dance and dress up tomorrow night and have fun. i will buy you a burger afterwards.